His Light shines – for trifecta
I hear your echoes in our empty rooms as dust swirl slowly in the silver moon the butcher’s hatchet sing of crimson dooms your soul has flown but still I […]
I hear your echoes in our empty rooms as dust swirl slowly in the silver moon the butcher’s hatchet sing of crimson dooms your soul has flown but still I […]
Oh hear my god of small and lesser things to slum and poverty she joy will bring in rain – a corrugated roof that shields and then some ripe tomatoes […]
Trifextra this weekend is to use the below picture to write 33 words. they’re doomed by the distance less than decency of family honour allows she shifts slowly almost with […]
Trifextra urge me to write a text containing an idiom. One idiom, I want to use several… Here you are. Happy giggling. As a canine obsessed with details he wanted […]
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