Remember those – Rondeau for Trifecta
Remember those where poppies flew on Flanders fields – a horrid view now grass is green despite the blood that once was seeping through the mud from heated rifle’s deathly […]
Remember those where poppies flew on Flanders fields – a horrid view now grass is green despite the blood that once was seeping through the mud from heated rifle’s deathly […]
The peace you want is never free you say that you want what’s right but are you ready for the fee? With guns at hand you want to fight but […]
The prompt for this week’s Līgo Haībun is peace. Today I felt the need to be very serious. In 1873 Colt started delivery of the Model P, Peacemaker, M1873, Single […]
My explorations into different kind of classic poetry continues. Today I try a rondeu, I choose to do it based on tetrameter, which seems to be the most common one […]
The echelons are marching by To beats of drums the soldiers stride See guns against a crimson sky The echelons are marching by Along their path a widow cry Who […]
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