Same as usual – for dVerse
The pitter-patter of his fingertips echo from the kitchen table, mingling with the fried odour of last week’s food. and the week before. She rushes eagerly – sweeping breadcrumbs, round-and-round […]
The pitter-patter of his fingertips echo from the kitchen table, mingling with the fried odour of last week’s food. and the week before. She rushes eagerly – sweeping breadcrumbs, round-and-round […]
The mighty bear that walk her home a girl should never lonely roam as little hands caress his fur the vicious beast will gently purr they slowly walk in twilight’s […]
Originally posted on The voice of collaborative poetry:
Like circled children playing ring a ring Of roses so it fell, the rain that night Past sheltered owls and seeped through…
In shadows of what’s yet to come – he hides intentions of the kills he will commit. He walks the streets alone – a handsome man, in alleys where the […]
In solemn paint-by-numbers umbra hues we toil in routine shades of beige and tan and linger in a cul-de-sac of dreary soil in muddy boots we walk when suddenly we […]
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