The moon’s an onion
The moon’s an onion, sun’s a pear as sweet as gold but silver-sharp the bitter night consists of tears. Yet daylight bring me teeth of sharks it’s cruel scimitars, it’s […]
The moon’s an onion, sun’s a pear as sweet as gold but silver-sharp the bitter night consists of tears. Yet daylight bring me teeth of sharks it’s cruel scimitars, it’s […]
Imagined imperfections the cellulite are shadows cauliflowers even on the best of skins. Heavy breasts are sagging, hanging or maybe way too small or not enough. Imagine it was perfect. […]
catching first sun – unaware the sleeping birch awaits the spring Linked to Carpe Diem — January 4, 2014
the old cobwebs harvest sparkling gems in autumn sun Linked to Carpe Diem — December 1, 2014
Today we write inspired haiku from this one by Jim: after snow the faint yellowness of the white house To me this one talks about how nature is always more […]
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