What the moonlight tells me
Was there a glint of moonlight in your eyes? a tender silver spilled as tears from heaven; you that night of early August, when we left to build a future […]
Was there a glint of moonlight in your eyes? a tender silver spilled as tears from heaven; you that night of early August, when we left to build a future […]
arranging the plum-flowers, I would enjoy them in the light of the lamp as if in the moonlight This is classic haiku by Taigo (1709-1771), and the task is to […]
A little triolet I’ve expanded from a quatrain I wrote earlier on twitter come meet me by the mountain tarn in silver from the rising moon come join me in […]
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
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku, Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff