Elemental passion
Earth When seeds awaken, gently from the warmth of spring, I’m cradled in your growth, in arms of verdant strength, from soil, from deep below your breath’s the symphonies of […]
Earth When seeds awaken, gently from the warmth of spring, I’m cradled in your growth, in arms of verdant strength, from soil, from deep below your breath’s the symphonies of […]
The softness of your hands is formed from night Where fingers weave and skin meets skin; delight. We sail the dragon, sieve silver from the stars. My love, embrace the […]
Earth When seeds awaken, gently from the warmth of sun, I’m cradled, by your growth, in arms with verdant strength from soil, from deep below your breath’s a symphony of […]
She sits outside in rain and snow with cardboard cup to tell us how she left her family behind to feed them from the coins we throw. But people pass […]
Originally posted on The voice of collaborative poetry:
Phone in my hand, I wait for the train. My eyes keep flicking to scan it again. Absent is the text you…
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