Summer’s gone?
— Woke up this morning Grey and cold like autumn day It had been raining But had ceased at break of dawn Look deep in drawers Finding all the clothes […]
— Woke up this morning Grey and cold like autumn day It had been raining But had ceased at break of dawn Look deep in drawers Finding all the clothes […]
A cotton sky The sun is playing games with me It’s Peek-a-boo And far away lies the goal today I wait awhile And listen to the story of the wind […]
Last Train by @jdubqca @vivchook @brudberg @permabloom @afcoory @myvogonpoetry — The beautiful countryside of my childhood emerged vividly in my mind as I waited for the last train back to […]
— The roaring waterfall, what a melody We fall asleep to perfect lullaby The morning after waking up relieved Oh, sleeping outdoors that’s our mutual need — August 20, 2012
— Inside The greenery An aging woman sits And looking out on streets Were she has raised a family That’s gone — A cinquain (starting to be my favorite style) […]
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