Vernal sensations
You’ve gifted me daylighta sun-tingled soft sensation of changes,a shift of perspectivefrom darkness to brightness,a closeness to spring andsubtle sensations of joy. While today it was overcast, with daylight dressedin […]
You’ve gifted me daylighta sun-tingled soft sensation of changes,a shift of perspectivefrom darkness to brightness,a closeness to spring andsubtle sensations of joy. While today it was overcast, with daylight dressedin […]
When the flower moon turns its pale face to the evening dusk, the sun has barely set. Black-birds still holler and the scent of bird cherries fills the May twilight. […]
In the year of the dragon we saw spring turning ashes of war into battlefield green; we listened to wheels from the gravedigger’s wagon drowning in nightingale’s song; we slept […]
It wasn’t the rain that evening in June, but the glare of laburnum, and his arms with your laughter. I watched you move closer; while closing your eyes. It wasn’t […]
when sound is honey, music spiced with spring come sing, come spin come bare your feet come dance with me then dusk me gently swirl me dreams spun in honey […]
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