Carpe Diem Haiku – Belief in Spirits
Not all spirits are good: eerie smiles – where heavy canopies are wailing spirit can be quite real as well: Friday evening yet another glass – battered wife But in […]
Not all spirits are good: eerie smiles – where heavy canopies are wailing spirit can be quite real as well: Friday evening yet another glass – battered wife But in […]
ribbon of colours streaks across the endless sky dance of the spirits (Celestine) greeted by the water-song of mating toads in spring […]
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