A nightly walk – sonnet
I’m walking home across the moonlit heath To warmth of cottage yet another mile Oh, save me from the werewolf’s claw and teeth And other hellish critter bad and vile […]
I’m walking home across the moonlit heath To warmth of cottage yet another mile Oh, save me from the werewolf’s claw and teeth And other hellish critter bad and vile […]
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