Sunset working from home
At home today, Monday, three o’clock and I go for tea. Only a few steps from my desk to the kettle: another habit; a short break, a brief relapse. But […]
At home today, Monday, three o’clock and I go for tea. Only a few steps from my desk to the kettle: another habit; a short break, a brief relapse. But […]
October tiptoed over too gently, bringing the fall while kissing his apples to red, singeing leaves into scarlet and rust while in yellow she rose him from sleep with fog […]
Today I picked an acorn from the ground; lost it laid, a cast-away, a sentence halfway crushed; it’s shedded early, shunned by mother oak, a nut and nothing but still […]
spill a journey bring us lull of shimmer- grins; come bubble-breeze us open shimmer silver- lines on clouds. come un-shadow us un-jar its scent in rose then let’s skip in […]
I do neither crave adventures, nor a struggle to brighten Monday mornings. When riding bicycle to work there are little changes every day. Every morning’s different. Today for instance air […]
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
Poems and psychosis.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku,