The echoes still linger
The echoes still lingered in woodwinds of singers the words of the poet forever’s repeated but never gave its solace to us, the sinners cause his quill has gone dry […]
The echoes still lingered in woodwinds of singers the words of the poet forever’s repeated but never gave its solace to us, the sinners cause his quill has gone dry […]
Tethered by the weight of dreams my scream’s a jellyfish, an iron horse, a forceful chain to bind my voice a frost to freeze my heart; my breath compressed is […]
Oh fortune, you’re the moon faced silver crescent broken by these thousand voices. In waves of darkness hear the soldiers trampling descending doom of crippled choices. Oh fortune you’re an […]
In greedy flames that licked the rain and sky for verdicts of another night, when dreams repeated pasts when mother’s asking why she’s sentenced and why the preacher screamed of […]
On roads of life where thistles grow the iron-heels of soldier’s boots are planting crosses row by row. When passing us the men in suits enjoy themselves, undress our girls. […]
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