Belly Butterflies
We are the ones that dwell withinthe belly butterflies before a trystthe gold-pot rainbows you will crossthe tingle of her song you still recallwe come as friends, but still bewarewithout […]
We are the ones that dwell withinthe belly butterflies before a trystthe gold-pot rainbows you will crossthe tingle of her song you still recallwe come as friends, but still bewarewithout […]
The seemingly eternal twilight of the midsummer night is ripe with the calls from sparrows and finches, We can hear their hurried movement among bramble and bracken. A doe is […]
Gently you claimed me with fire on skin, to fingertips brushing, to sandalwood songs; you guided me slowly to sunrise and sins. Who could you blame if loving is wrong? […]
Bubble me your sunshine; giggle goodness, sprinkle sugar softness sweetness — sparkle me with you Swirl me, snare me tangle me in tresses tie me to your thighs. Let us […]
Such chance, as from the chrysalis with wings We met Extended – we were as butterflies — we Reached for skies when night was fireflies. Ecstasy as one we danced, […]
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