when colours gone – roundel for dVerse
when colours gone to shades of greymy brimstone heart is devil’s pawnI should have walked the narrow waywhen colours gone when noose is tight, it pulls me downthe sinner’s highest […]
when colours gone to shades of greymy brimstone heart is devil’s pawnI should have walked the narrow waywhen colours gone when noose is tight, it pulls me downthe sinner’s highest […]
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