Carpe Diem Haiku – Do not go gentle – distillation
like embers flare right before they turn to ash do not go gentle to condense Dylan Thomas Brilliant Villanelle “Do not go gentle into that good night” into a haiku […]
like embers flare right before they turn to ash do not go gentle to condense Dylan Thomas Brilliant Villanelle “Do not go gentle into that good night” into a haiku […]
on vulture’s wings, once soaring high where meadows where, just ash remain as memories are on display for sake of progress you can buy to sacrifice and have it slain […]
a sleek machinery on overdrive the drones remote control a homicide anonymous a button can benight collateral the deaths are multiplied while body-hunters get a sordid wage believing we from […]
you softly touch the little scar between my eyes with your warm lips, slightly moist from Oolong tea like feathers wet from spring rain on that young dove we almost […]
life completes circle at the end of the journey death draws the last line (Sara McNulty) when screams from down below say it’s late to make amends (Björn) Linked to […]
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