Love of the rainbow
My love for the rainbowis not because it promisesa pot of goldfor me to grasp alonebut for its way to cuddle young and old. My love for the rainbowis drawn from […]
My love for the rainbowis not because it promisesa pot of goldfor me to grasp alonebut for its way to cuddle young and old. My love for the rainbowis drawn from […]
This doldrums,this sluggish seaswaying in monochrome conundrum — breezeless breathlessbeatless. I drift without direction,watch the seamless shift from sea to sky — sleeplessspinelesslistless. I’m weary worn.When suddenly the thunder drum-rollsrocks my boat — recklessrootlessshorelessI’m more alive. […]
Blue on black. again and yet againthe airways blocked will be his bane,can rubber bullets pause our pain? The blue had knelt but never prayedthe black had prayed but had […]
Your cross to bear in lifewas wrought from steel and stone,until at last its weight of sorrow took you back. You used to singyour songs in a foreign tongue, but booze […]
Just like the songit never rainedthe summer when I lived in Southern California. It drove my crazynot to havethose lazy momentswhen you were forcedto stay inside. With no excuse, I […]
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