Reaper of the grass
I prefer to use a scythe and be the reaper of the grass, a silent swoosh as I caress – Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh and smoothly cut the straws. It’s so […]
I prefer to use a scythe and be the reaper of the grass, a silent swoosh as I caress – Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh and smoothly cut the straws. It’s so […]
I know next to nothing about Punjab the musical prompt for today’s Carpe Diem. But after reading in Wikipedia I got fascinated by the Golden Temple of Amritsar. The temple […]
Carpe Diem haiku prompt is conversations, and I try another one-line haiku. susurrus when breeze share secrets with the oaks — August 24, 2013
The cinquain was created with inspiration from haiku and other Asian poetry. In the American cinquain one use the iambic feet and use 1-2-3-4-1 feet. tonight I fall asleep and […]
like ripe cherries she’s a hibiscus in the morning dread harbor wakened – foghorns wails – wooh wooh but still among the ships missing missing always missing S/S Endeavor wooh […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly