the muse of April
when in my undulating heartbeats I see silence only you bring songs of April newborn leaves you are the dancing sun-lit dust pretending to be stars you are rain on […]
when in my undulating heartbeats I see silence only you bring songs of April newborn leaves you are the dancing sun-lit dust pretending to be stars you are rain on […]
A certain whiteness — just before my thoughts are caged inside the borders glow: It’s perfect in my mind. When world is still compressed, as gravity of air; it’s luminous, […]
mountain air a wandering old pilgrim found his words from the eagle’s cry and rustling canopies eulogies written in his smile silver dreams she wandered by herself singing to the […]
He watched Anna-Belle leaving, her things packed and ready to be shipped to her parents. With a slight pang of loss he watched the fluid motion of her cotton dress […]
Today the prompt is inspiration in Carpe Diem Haiku indentations my words scribbled hastily catching mountain’s song as rivers flow inspiration guides my pen writing haiku July 14, 2013
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