Dreams in Lavender seasoning
Summer sachets of lavender longing in linen a smell of southern Provence my dreams are still warm in its seasoning The sunset of tangerine glistening butterflies dancing — we tasted […]
Summer sachets of lavender longing in linen a smell of southern Provence my dreams are still warm in its seasoning The sunset of tangerine glistening butterflies dancing — we tasted […]
Originally posted on The voice of collaborative poetry:
— The gentle cadence of the ticking clock marked each breath as I sat with eyes closed. Summoning her in the delicate…
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