Spreadsheet Blues and Office Lies
It’s been spreadsheet blues and office lies this year and weather hasn’t been too kind. My goals and targets have been sliding underneath the rotting wetness of November leaves. When […]
It’s been spreadsheet blues and office lies this year and weather hasn’t been too kind. My goals and targets have been sliding underneath the rotting wetness of November leaves. When […]
When they return from war, our winning side. You see deep into their eyes the flame that die They kiss their girls but still they cannot hide that also winners […]
When cordite-green is stained by mud and blood hear — slipping — sound of boots that hug our soil; with faces cut in stone and ash, we wait for orders […]
like battling kites – tears and graying tresses his smile is lost Linked to Carpe Diem — October 25, 2014
Kobane’s sky – not fireworks exploding in mortar’s song the world’s observing our unified defeat I don’t know if you can be political in a tanka. But at least it’s […]
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