As the embers die – Cowboy poetry for dVerse
By crackling fire as the embers die the stories told, much better than the dust and bourbon swags makes voices fly to truth of starlight we can trust By crackling […]
By crackling fire as the embers die the stories told, much better than the dust and bourbon swags makes voices fly to truth of starlight we can trust By crackling […]
Carpe Diem today is to write a haiku inspired by Kikaku’s haiku: such a beautiful face the pheasant scratches it with jagged spurs The jagged spurs inspired me: see perfection […]
As moon streaks the old pond with silver, I feel first tooth growing, nails transforms to claws, and cursed hair appear again. Hunger growing, my last human thought’s: “Hope chains […]
Being back from hiatus is interesting… all those prompts I’ve missed. This week I will go way below the 100 words by only offering a limerick. Friday Ficioneers is a […]
I’m back in Carpe Diem. Today the prompt is ancient voices. ancient voices of rust and verdigris empty barrels’ song August 8, 2013
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
Now we see through a glass, darkly