Category: Literature

Come September

September is supposed to be THE month ! I do not know why but certain months or days give me the kind of positive feeling that I seldom have with others. Come September and I have immense plans in mind. A quiet porch…

By Lopamudra Kalipada Bandyopadhyay-Chattopadhyay

One More Time

Finally I have begun working on my literary projects with full endeavour. Also, I have decided to journal regularly. Maybe a coupe of sentences everyday or a couple of paragraphs. I should take baby steps one more time.…

By Lopamudra Kalipada Bandyopadhyay-Chattopadhyay

Stardust

Dreams in the Childhood's Autumn Light…

By gebeleizis

A Poem: "9-29"

 I don't write many poems but I have written a few.  This one's a bit dark so it's a change from the normal feel of this blog.  But change is useful too and "dark" helps us to appreciate light more.  I won't try to…

By daletucker

Traumatic Wisdom

In my childhood – as strange as it might be, there was a time when I was a child – I was surrounded by cats. Capricious, emotionally detached and impossible to tame, the cats can be observed and understood, but not…

By Cezar

Not Too Far Away

Old and new, different yet the same… A new blog… the third one……

By Cezar

BUTTERFLY'S DREAM 2

The pleasant rays of the autumnal Sun are sieving in through a circular window from above. They look like drops from a delicate celestial waterfall, filling the room with golden light. Prints of buildings, landscapes,…

By gebeleizis

Summer Haiku 2

rhythmic dance of rain -the forest leaves are drummingan evergreen call (from the book "Tides of Amber", 2019)…

By gebeleizis

Great News!

UPDATE:  Wanderer Come Home… has the vetting process and will now be available through a number of major ebook retailers such as and others!  Check out the PURCHASE MY COPY tab above to see if your favorite retailer…

By daletucker

Silent Twilight

My dreams,rivers of ice,carry me,tireless,along moon shadows. They pull me outof night and day,and I wake upin silent twilight.…

By gebeleizis

Isthmus Crypticus

I wade through,dark streamswrappingmy ankles,songs of foamy dropletsfallingbehind hidden gates. Ever lower,the tidewhisperslong forgottenwordsfrom the other side.…

By gebeleizis

Moon Above Forest

moon above forest -stirring murmurs from a cliffherald a new dawn (from the book "Tides of Amber", 2019)…

By gebeleizis