Aging
At times The aging man Not pretty sight at all The memories are lost and gone It’s sad So sad The hands that once were caring strong Now touches softly […]
At times The aging man Not pretty sight at all The memories are lost and gone It’s sad So sad The hands that once were caring strong Now touches softly […]
Cross the stream Water obstacle Bridge risky To come home it is A necessity — 2012-08-03
I have written this poem with one stanza a day based on the #liblit prompt on twitter. I have rewritten it slightly for the purpose of getting a little bit […]
As darkness creeps into my room Sends shivers deep into my bone I lie and wait impeding doom All quiet, just a silent moan ~~ Then suddenly a sound of […]
Uneasy, baleful is the sky today I see the clouds are playing games with me A sunny day it will with rain betray It’s better to be home than here […]
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