Away, astray
Stray me darlingdye me purple, dareto swerve meslowly from the groovesof being common. I vow to gigglemadly with the moonto talk to trees at duskto follow youaway, away — astrayfrom […]
Stray me darlingdye me purple, dareto swerve meslowly from the groovesof being common. I vow to gigglemadly with the moonto talk to trees at duskto follow youaway, away — astrayfrom […]
Autumn tiptoes yet in high-heel shoes,wears a smock of green,a Summer’s hand-me-down,pretending that her overweight is veiledby Summer’s muslin gauzebut in her wardrobe she has keptlast year’s frizzled tweedof umber, […]
Don’t tell me liesof fall and fallingor of leavesor leaving fading , but whisper silversoothing slowlyreflecting summerin September moonlight,let stay pre-tending beingtended by a dying sun. Today we try our […]
My days are sand and water,as a dying river gently flowing,dawn to dusk, to slaughtertime, diminishing, not growing. My weeks are rock and timberas a castle by the river crumblingspring […]
My darling you came closer, puzzled mein ambergris and sandalwood,nudged me darkly with your scent anddyed me crimson in your scarlet wordsyou were the lighthouse. sending meoarless far at sea, […]
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