Weak intentions – for dVerse
your shining looks, a leer at me as my ambitions crumble you should give wings to exercise but my intentions dwindle it’s much too cold, it’s way too wet November’s […]
your shining looks, a leer at me as my ambitions crumble you should give wings to exercise but my intentions dwindle it’s much too cold, it’s way too wet November’s […]
His paths of life will never cross he knows how dreams can wither The tolls to cross the bridge are high as fortunes slowly slither he tries to hide the […]
O can you hear as flowers boo in a sordid smell of sorrow your loneliness, a pesticide of a withering tomorrow O can you feel the blades that cut in […]
a putrid smell of rotting flesh and movement from the beast that hides in darkness of my home reminder of a feast Oh should I dare to face this foe […]
Have you seen my little pig? as he dances tango My dog is very happy too when he eats his mango And here I have my purple cow and she […]
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