My Music fertilize – a sonnet for dVerse
my mental wings are stringed like violins I soar among the clouds of symphonies they’re sometimes brittle as your porcelain and tremble to the rumbling timpani at other times with […]
my mental wings are stringed like violins I soar among the clouds of symphonies they’re sometimes brittle as your porcelain and tremble to the rumbling timpani at other times with […]
datura-high I soar the clouds candy-flossy mauve like music form John Coltraine’s saxophone from his time with Monk anxiously I watch the internecine war between a crazy peccary and our […]
This night of sanguine hips when blinded by the bleach of sun we shed our last maracas tears Mascara rolling down her cheek forgets impending doom of dawn Dancing in […]
moonbeams weave their silver gossamer – in drops of rain Sandman sprinkles dreams of seaside joy child’s eyelash flutters Linked to Carpe Diem — December 4, 2013
When music’s gone and life’s a pain, he sits in silence and abstains from violent songs he used to play no dancing more, he’s still and stays but drums still […]
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