My Music fertilize – a sonnet for dVerse
my mental wings are stringed like violins I soar among the clouds of symphonies they’re sometimes brittle as your porcelain and tremble to the rumbling timpani at other times with […]
my mental wings are stringed like violins I soar among the clouds of symphonies they’re sometimes brittle as your porcelain and tremble to the rumbling timpani at other times with […]
She stirs the stifling stillness of the stars with putrid pillage from a Viking’s grave some moonlight caught behind the prison bars and burning blisters from a galley slave She […]
I met an octopus the other day as I was window-shopping for a cat he asked me if I knew an other way to where he’d buy a violet Stetson […]
we’re caught in limbo between dark and light our inflection point where there still is choice in the eye of storm where it’s not too bright I whisper sentences with […]
‘gainst thunderheads that break a summer heat the sails have never been as pale before it’s like they’re dying in a last defeat to reach a haven and to come […]
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