Moonvoice
In moonsilver spilled painting pathsbetween the stately headstones lostIn my mind repeating voices, wrath,mistakes made, the ”why” that’s tossed the dagger-words embeds themselvesmy mumbling shield: “I do not know”“I didn’t […]
In moonsilver spilled painting pathsbetween the stately headstones lostIn my mind repeating voices, wrath,mistakes made, the ”why” that’s tossed the dagger-words embeds themselvesmy mumbling shield: “I do not know”“I didn’t […]
It’s been spreadsheet blues and office lies this year and weather hasn’t been too kind. My goals and targets have been sliding underneath the rotting wetness of November leaves. When […]
Carpe Diem from my hiatus today is Reflection melancholy, like the mountain tarn a cloudy day — July 23, 2013
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