Squirrel in search
Without directionor purposestill seeking in zig-zagup and downbehind and belowthe treasures its kinmight have hiddenin autumn,the young squirrelwith its tail a primary prideall of the suddenmake up its mindto jump […]
Without directionor purposestill seeking in zig-zagup and downbehind and belowthe treasures its kinmight have hiddenin autumn,the young squirrelwith its tail a primary prideall of the suddenmake up its mindto jump […]
acorns – among the fallen leaves a busy squirrel Linked to Carpe Diem — September 26, 2014
old oak waits till last carefully unfolds its leaves when blackbirds sing under its lime-green canopy purple frog-cups whisper spring in oak-leaf carpet acorn sends a sapling forth gnarled old […]
To write a tanka inspired by this one by Marika Kitakubo fine snow of New Year’s Day, small footprints lead to grandma’s gate before the shrine rustling leaves at October […]
Carpe Diem Tan Renga is to complete the haiku by Jazzbumpa (Jzb)… I saw a squirrel there somewhere, green leaves turn orange amid the colors we see cold raindrops falling […]
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