Carpe Diem – Tea
gentle warmth tea-cup in my hands – morning mist the snow-topped giant mount Fuji greets me Linked to Carpe Diem — October 18, 2014
gentle warmth tea-cup in my hands – morning mist the snow-topped giant mount Fuji greets me Linked to Carpe Diem — October 18, 2014
cup’s jagged edge tepid tea of bitter dregs her toothless smile — April 10, 2014
you softly touch the little scar between my eyes with your warm lips, slightly moist from Oolong tea like feathers wet from spring rain on that young dove we almost […]
in hidden places under the porch floorboards- cherry blossoms (Managua Gunn) wrinkled hand shivers slightly as she pours a cup of tea (Björn) Linked to Carpe Diem — […]
melodies- played by waterfall tells the truth taste of tea deepens in the garden by the pond Linked to Carpe Diem — November 9, 2013
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