Spring Girl Magic
The sun is an oyster with turmeric hands,as the midmorning spring un-ribbon her hairto let tresses, as water, trickle through sandand merge with the restless waves of the sea,as apple-bloom […]
The sun is an oyster with turmeric hands,as the midmorning spring un-ribbon her hairto let tresses, as water, trickle through sandand merge with the restless waves of the sea,as apple-bloom […]
Carpe Diem Haiku prompt is Magic Fields poppy fields generate the magic dreams of blissful death — August 20, 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