Blood moon lunacy
Blood moon lunacy ragingin his hungry veinsas he’s scrawling innuendoof hateful rhetoricsifted from the darkest pits of interneton guns and bullets,and lateras he cocks his guntakes aim and press the […]
Blood moon lunacy ragingin his hungry veinsas he’s scrawling innuendoof hateful rhetoricsifted from the darkest pits of interneton guns and bullets,and lateras he cocks his guntakes aim and press the […]
“It’s much better to do good in a way that no one knows anything about it”Anna Karenina by Lev Tolstoy Good deeds shall never be tradedfor your fame or your […]
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 […]
When searching for silverin nothing but pewterremember, that evenwhen glasses are emptythe blessing of raincan only be wrungfrom an overcast sky. We are writing poems about when life is filled […]
First day of September, starting at a new assignment. Unfamiliar, the office, new workmates and the problems, a project to be defined. Lunch-box, commuting and finding ways to fit a […]
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