Playing with fire
Backdraught fire flies as your fire- works ablaze my heart. A fire- crackered you atop; you jellyfish my skin. A playthinged me for you somewhere between my heartbeats supernova left […]
Backdraught fire flies as your fire- works ablaze my heart. A fire- crackered you atop; you jellyfish my skin. A playthinged me for you somewhere between my heartbeats supernova left […]
As tributaries limbed, we’re rivered, merged; a moonspilled waterway in shimmered search for sea. Your hands cascade and the night’s our canopy, as silked our skin caressed; we flow for […]
Next departure was for Innsbruck, and leaving Vienna I thought: why not Tyrol and as usual I found compartments filled with fellow travelers; our intentions set to maximize the miles […]
In joy of levity, I gravitate — forever falling into your orbit strung along — a puppet to your pull: I’m rainbowed numb. I’m just the moon reflecting shimmered sheen […]
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush I. Unskeined, the goose leaves the sky unplowed to pick my seeds for food. II. Uncommitted crow caws waiting […]
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