Skyward raised
Oh, venerable leader,YOUare like the fungi,a toadstool fed from mycorizafrom the common soil,from our daily toil. Leader, you,who we shouldn’t name,is not a God but a humble manwho gives us […]
Oh, venerable leader,YOUare like the fungi,a toadstool fed from mycorizafrom the common soil,from our daily toil. Leader, you,who we shouldn’t name,is not a God but a humble manwho gives us […]
Hail to the chief, praise you, protector of wife-beaters, missiles and coal. Hail to the liars, to foreclosure kings, and slumlords of faked gilded halls. Hail to the chief, polluters […]
With wind-up birds and waterfalls, with marble of the hermit’s cave with silky satin of his shepherdess with crumbling mortar balustrades his mini mansions’s justified by scheming of his pyramids […]
I see when censorship from jacobian bearded gaffers wielding billhook reason and Kalashnikov persuasion can ablate the satire to a blackout ebony of robed attire and whispered words of cowardice. […]
A personal blog sharing heartfelt poetry inspired by sensuality, love, nature, beauty, and soulful reflection.
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