The story of the wind
A cotton sky The sun is playing games with me It’s Peek-a-boo And far away lies the goal today I wait awhile And listen to the story of the wind […]
A cotton sky The sun is playing games with me It’s Peek-a-boo And far away lies the goal today I wait awhile And listen to the story of the wind […]
In awe I watch as Blushing clouds are making love And so multiply Tomorrow rain will wake me Brought by offspring of today — Tanka written July 4, 2012
A blackbird came to stay in garden, mine He raised his active family with us And always watching out for neighbor’s puss Centeniel and singer so divine — A day […]
Pentameter fragment — Like flowing gold they attach to the rock In just the smallest crack for survival Midsummer, a yellow explosion they flock A tool for nature’s annual revival
Recovery (a sestina) —- My mouth is dry and filled with taste of ash I look inside and feel an inside drought Recall the sound of church bells chiming five […]
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