Carpe Diem Haiku – fireworks
Kobane’s sky – not fireworks exploding in mortar’s song the world’s observing our unified defeat I don’t know if you can be political in a tanka. But at least it’s […]
Kobane’s sky – not fireworks exploding in mortar’s song the world’s observing our unified defeat I don’t know if you can be political in a tanka. But at least it’s […]
old pilgrim stopping by the cloister – smell of sage cascading lullabies from the nearby stream Linked to Carpe Diem — November 30, 2014
Jen gave us a challenge to write a haiku inspired by this poem by Sara Teasdale: Leaves ONE by one, like leaves from a tree, All my faiths have forsaken […]
once we where strong love could handle the daggers of heart-breaking songs before his lyrics of death had frozen your kisses take the last waltz and then my darling let’s […]
rowan berries – only mischievous waxwings find their sweetness being intoxicated falling from the trees Sorry for being a little bit flippant here, but berries attract birds – and it’s […]
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