Summer tanka for dVerse
the scorch of sun imprinted on my skin soon memory that still will linger by November fireplace a falling leaf reminds the squirrel what he forgot acorns underneath saplings seek […]
the scorch of sun imprinted on my skin soon memory that still will linger by November fireplace a falling leaf reminds the squirrel what he forgot acorns underneath saplings seek […]
the language of stilettos as she walks tic-tac-tic-tac-tic-tac speak confidence and dominance tic-tac-tic-tac approaching — people hide and disappear not to be in line of her Kalachnikov —- her voice […]
I always wondered why the Princesses are cute and brave and charming while the Princes are like cardboard figures devoid of character I would even go as far and for […]
the silence of what’s never said the silence in our empty rooms the silence that I always dread the silence is like noxious fumes the silence when you walked away […]
unstoppable breaking through concrete the dandelion suns it’s like a frog transformed by princess’ kiss to handsome prince or clouds that disappear after rainy day the sun will set in […]
A personal blog sharing heartfelt poetry inspired by sensuality, love, nature, beauty, and soulful reflection.
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