Jam-stuck
Took a jabat jamming a bitdown at the pubwith Martin and Steve,but got stuck in the jamto jabber instead.with instruments silentwe babbled ‘bout nothingyapping and ramblin’making plans for tomorrowto meet […]
Took a jabat jamming a bitdown at the pubwith Martin and Steve,but got stuck in the jamto jabber instead.with instruments silentwe babbled ‘bout nothingyapping and ramblin’making plans for tomorrowto meet […]
Still, the sun spills summerthrough the muslin curtainsonto hardwood floors,still, I wear no shoesand with a glass of wine, I rest,relaxing to the wearywhisper of the wickerwork,to slumber still.as autumn […]
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