Bicycle by water
The path we follow on bike to work runs very close to water. We chat a little and observe the changes in nature. Every season bring something new, there are […]
The path we follow on bike to work runs very close to water. We chat a little and observe the changes in nature. Every season bring something new, there are […]
I look for little things: the goslings eating grass, the hues of green that change from day to day, the way the water ripple from the breeze. I listen for […]
From shipyard summer wages I got myself a horse. a soldered steed of tapered steel with gears to match my strength A steed for youthful eagerness, a steed in red […]
Copyright anelphantcant[/caption] Abandoned and deserted, left to rust he’s chained, entangled with the tree around he see the racing beasts aluminum and composite Their spandex riders take a rest and […]
She was nine and waking up A bicycle so red was hers today Learn to cycle was her goal So her father taught her well ~~ And she was cycling […]
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