Color of sea
Some claim the sea is blue, but other say it’s green. I often see the sea as grey, when clouds obscure horizon and every sound crawls closer. On such days […]
Some claim the sea is blue, but other say it’s green. I often see the sea as grey, when clouds obscure horizon and every sound crawls closer. On such days […]
Night’s a silent river, candle-clocks are hands unlocking cabinets. to all anticipated secrets; time’s a canopy a-quiver. teardrop leaves a-falling and below a staircase still in- definite: night’s an island; […]
the silver road – shining in my first dream access barred Linked to Carpe Diem — January 29, 2015
shattered dreams slipping through my fingers sun-warm sand waves caress your shore as footsteps lead away Jen shared the wonderful poem “A dream within a Dream” on Carpe Diem —
the secrets of the sky reveal itself as cloud formations modify themselves into obscurity of hovercrafts pretending to be elephants I tell it to the swaying kelp I sing it […]
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