Carpe Diem tanka – crane
silver wisps of mist gently swirl with dancing cranes – melt in rising sun the old frog watch in awe in safety from piercing bills My own haiku in tan-renga […]
silver wisps of mist gently swirl with dancing cranes – melt in rising sun the old frog watch in awe in safety from piercing bills My own haiku in tan-renga […]
the mountain shining first light streaks through the valley lazy clouds float by (Bastet) once again the snow white swan slowly sails across the lake (Myself) Linked to Carpe […]
in mud stained boots steadfast uphill pilgremage over the hilltop I will find a meadow hidden deep within myself I tried to write a tanka today for Carpe Diem. — […]
steady beat of drums light embers in your dark eyes dreams soar together we dance like enchanted birds guided by the milky way — I decided to make a tanka […]
Tan renga to complement the wonderful haiku by Kristjaan flight of the eagle stepping into the world of dreams – a silent cry (c) Chèvrefeuille white calligraphy on blue […]
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