After fire
After fire, the crosses, gowns, and graveyards bones and birch-trees noses, shackles, ropes lay ashen pyre-cold and we are left as ash to fertilize the flowerbeds ash to choke on […]
After fire, the crosses, gowns, and graveyards bones and birch-trees noses, shackles, ropes lay ashen pyre-cold and we are left as ash to fertilize the flowerbeds ash to choke on […]
As footprints on the beach are washed away, like tears may dry or dreams will die at dawn are memories of streets we walked in rain. “It’s not like that”, […]
My marrow mourns the broken bones I see in harrowed eyes from those who’ve fled the barrel bombs, the bloodshed and the tear of air from retribution and revenge. At […]
The fading started years ago, your wit that withered and in search for words. We were frustrated, but you travelled and made friends, you saw China and Galapagos, you came […]
The young man hesitated before he left; the house foreclosed was empty, furniture collected, walls repainted, but on the kitchen counter was their jar of batteries; collected; ready for recycling. […]
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
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, haiku. Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff