Dignity lost and found
Finally she was alone – resting. I had been watching her graceful dance; the magic of her presence energized the melodies. Despite fears I had to act. I grabbed two […]
Finally she was alone – resting. I had been watching her graceful dance; the magic of her presence energized the melodies. Despite fears I had to act. I grabbed two […]
Allen only knew the black keys; he always thought his blood was black as ink and his veins could only pulse to the moody beat of blues. The dappled sunshine […]
oh lily-scented eidolon my temptress from a distant past beloved you were – my youth is gone oh lily-scented eidolon I still recall your grace – my swan but you’re […]
Wednesday and a new picture from Rochelle for Friday Fictioneers. This week the picture is by Claire Fuller. Friday Fictioneers is a community of bloggers who write a 100 word […]
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