Fall, asleep
November-bared the branches of our ancient maple moans;sated with her fire fadedshe sighs and droops her sapdeeper, deeper into the soil, she groans and let the earthworm coil his hunger […]
November-bared the branches of our ancient maple moans;sated with her fire fadedshe sighs and droops her sapdeeper, deeper into the soil, she groans and let the earthworm coil his hunger […]
Exhale — let spirit merge with first November’s mud-born shadows, rancid, ripe and fungi-filled, drizzled, eye-lid-burdened-born in autumn’s lack of light. Exhale — let loose remaining light, embrace this reek […]
Wet and drizzled this November, stillborn-cold, a tightened noose of darkness, throb of migraine, damp depression, a scent of unwashed wool and soggy shoes. November is the weight of death, […]
November. When tearful loudspeakers wails, conveying somber sofa solitude in everlasting songs of biting fog. November It’s raining heavy spoons, jaded by your thin onion soup lukewarm with regrets. November. […]
My day is sourmilk, and inky clouds of drizzling misery; it’s death and greed of sooted news; a cup of tea and orange juice; cottage cheese and rhubarb jam; redolent […]
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, haiku. Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff