Tomorrow’s Friday – for dVerse
Tomorrow we’ll light a fire and let embers consume the week of office work We’ll let music sooth our senses as candles burn remainders of staccato conversations Red wine and […]
Tomorrow we’ll light a fire and let embers consume the week of office work We’ll let music sooth our senses as candles burn remainders of staccato conversations Red wine and […]
the feline leer a snarl so far from advent happiness and joy of Cheshire cats they mock us like a mad hatter of injustice I see them begging on the […]
on shores of Susquehanna in-under harvest moon her raven tresses shining blue the night that ends too soon on banks of Susquehanna they stumble into dawn her raven hair indulging […]
when colours gone to shades of greymy brimstone heart is devil’s pawnI should have walked the narrow waywhen colours gone when noose is tight, it pulls me downthe sinner’s highest […]
you talk with sprockets smooth from oil and grease like bullets from an AK-47 but coming home I find you lost your ease and walk in muddy boots invading heaven […]
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