Fade in fall
The way in fall what leaves becomes your urge to stay. It briefly fireworks, in yellow, crimson, blood, before it fades. It’s like that postcard sent from Côte d’Azur, apologizing […]
The way in fall what leaves becomes your urge to stay. It briefly fireworks, in yellow, crimson, blood, before it fades. It’s like that postcard sent from Côte d’Azur, apologizing […]
Once it swayed with serpent tongue in search of moths, the giant sloth, with nothing more to offer than to slowly be a lunchtime snack for yet an aging smilodon, […]
Caged. I’m Bell-jarred, barely moving through periphery. I’m sighs behind the window, blur of highway signs and through broken mileage diesel,rust and rain I search for you. Returning. Yet — […]
A sugar rush of touch as butter- flies this rub of you, a wetness — cadence skin to skin this morning breath to chest. I weave my fingers with your […]
You used to talk with me as equal, in terms of curves, derivatives equations, and the delicacy of a molecule in motion. Our dinner once was made from chalk, reductions, […]
A personal blog sharing heartfelt poetry inspired by sensuality, love, nature, beauty, and soulful reflection.
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