The love-sick zombie – rhyme for trifextra
As vixen ladies hate to mate and won’t a stinking zombie date. Decaying limbs and rotting flesh my putrid smell is far from fresh. I need a strong deodorant, and […]
As vixen ladies hate to mate and won’t a stinking zombie date. Decaying limbs and rotting flesh my putrid smell is far from fresh. I need a strong deodorant, and […]
Jane enjoyed the seaside solitude. Here she could almost forget what Alan had done. His controlling behaviour and how every beep from her iPhone resulted in questions. She once loved […]
I wrap my arms around in vain her eyes and soul’s among the stars I’m earthbound, left behind in pain Invisible – the ice that bars togetherness’ forever gone my […]
Remember Caesar, Crassus and Pompey They ruled as three as Crassus went away In civil war between the other two Pompey was killed as Caesar’s power grew – from three […]
Eve’s choice was hard. On the surface different: Promises of yellow sunshine from Jeff, his laughter like pearls on a string. Robert always passionately red , with taste of sweetest […]
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