Carpe Diem Haiku – haiku noir
Only in stains of lipstick the echo of her bourbon voice remained. Smoking slowly his trenchcoat pocket bulges of unused Beretta. Despite the wet sound of rubber soles he has […]
Only in stains of lipstick the echo of her bourbon voice remained. Smoking slowly his trenchcoat pocket bulges of unused Beretta. Despite the wet sound of rubber soles he has […]
When they return from war, our winning side. You see deep into their eyes the flame that die They kiss their girls but still they cannot hide that also winners […]
the old cobwebs harvest sparkling gems in autumn sun Linked to Carpe Diem — December 1, 2014
Advent means waiting for something important. In the Northern hemisphere we are preparing for a time of company in almost absent daylight, and the outward symbols of gifts and food […]
Originally posted on Weekly #lqw wordle:
dyadic, carnalize, profess, benison, dingy, holly, alee
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