Moonless missiles
The night is moonless moaning with a thirst of shadows bruised by hunger of your warm thighs a promise of venom burning on my skin. I know the coordinates of […]
The night is moonless moaning with a thirst of shadows bruised by hunger of your warm thighs a promise of venom burning on my skin. I know the coordinates of […]
Bree was out of options; lost in life’s maze of betrayals, mistakes and jealousy. The embossed letter bearing the golden insignia of Jack’s solicitor felt cold as a coffin nail. […]
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 […]
With tresses flying, precious petals in your dreaming softness, silky flow. How fire kindles in the arrow’s wind from Cupid’s quiver – branding hearts. You came to me a summer […]
the old oak’s roots – reach from past to future recall last year sheltered by its canopy we carved a vow of love My tanka in response to the Tan […]
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