The psittacism of petrichor – triolet
In psittacism of falling rain this frozen solstice petrichor of rainclouds waltzing quite deranged in psittacism of falling rain vacations that were well arranged now crumble into mundane chore In […]
In psittacism of falling rain this frozen solstice petrichor of rainclouds waltzing quite deranged in psittacism of falling rain vacations that were well arranged now crumble into mundane chore In […]
see empty sky of canceled trains tomorrow’s work – an added stress we passengers in growing pains see empty sky of canceled trains there’s no one here to take complaints […]
I sense the silence here today between us fly the fantasies I close my eyes, smell your bouquet I sense the silence here today your unwashed pheromones betray as mutual […]
the summer blooms within your speech like wings of butterflies caress your laughter calls and love beseech the summer blooms within your speech we are like waves upon the beach […]
she’s like a rainbow in the night like starlight slipping through my hands her laughter’s always burning bright she’s like a rainbow in the night how can I ever be […]
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