Piles
Tonight the lidless eye of the hunter’s moon stares through the window, painting my thoughts in cold silver. Outside the feral wind wrings the few remaining leaves and hurls them […]
Tonight the lidless eye of the hunter’s moon stares through the window, painting my thoughts in cold silver. Outside the feral wind wrings the few remaining leaves and hurls them […]
moment of their death whirling with the wind the leaving leaves entangled in your hair telling you au revoir Linked to Carpe Diem — January 12, 2014
two dead leaves glazed in morning rime – taste of candy floss Linked to Carpe Diem December 6, 2014
acorns – among the fallen leaves a busy squirrel Linked to Carpe Diem — September 26, 2014
Jen gave us a challenge to write a haiku inspired by this poem by Sara Teasdale: Leaves ONE by one, like leaves from a tree, All my faiths have forsaken […]
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
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chronicling my quarter life crisis