Warming up
I’m glacial, I’m frezing please giggle me warmer let’s sizzle together it’s drizzling outside. Spill me the best of those quicksilver grins, I’ll beam you my gems. Web me with […]
I’m glacial, I’m frezing please giggle me warmer let’s sizzle together it’s drizzling outside. Spill me the best of those quicksilver grins, I’ll beam you my gems. Web me with […]
This is not their final words at dusk it’s not a poem told at dawn, neither sunshine nor the moon It’s unpredictable their river wild, words withheld — smothered rage. […]
When we left the pull of planets — tossed into vacuum of interstellar sailing the chief scientist came down from the upper levels saying that our ship would be our […]
As footprints on the beach are washed away, like tears may dry or dreams will die at dawn are memories of streets we walked in rain. “It’s not like that”, […]
I remember the murder of crow feasting on roadkill, the reek from the swine farm we passed, the sunflower tilting their heads for the rain. I remember the radio playing […]
A personal blog sharing heartfelt poetry inspired by sensuality, love, nature, beauty, and soulful reflection.
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