Sunset…the purple bloompainting the horizonbriefly before the stars abovetriumph… Silent…night tiptoes and eavesdropping dreamscaped in his shadow withretracted claws‘till dawn Today I host dVerse where we revisit the (American) cinquain […]
The lossof pulsing heartsto bombs and beatings, sticksin myths, grows, fester into rage,revenge Revengeas sharp as icerests dormant and decadesfollow decades, explodes in springwith zeal With zealfresh, young soldiersmold themselves […]
I saw a starling sit an emerald with wings left without its murmuration alone Today the dVerse Open Link Night opens at 3PM EST. Welcome. I like the fact that […]
touching in fearless vice unleash the passions felt afterwards in pangs from treason forget Linked to Carpe Diem — December 13, 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 […]
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
Björn Rudbergs writings 