Vanity stairs

One step at a time,
climbing fortune-studded stairs—
momentary joy.

Collector’s items

Colourful, shiny;
a possession to posses—
material things

Dripping icicles;
chilly shards run down my spine—
my whiskey blossoms.

The street smart artist—
soul on lowly alleyways;
body in high-rise.

The proudest moment for anyone who writes is having a third person read and appreciate their work.

I got my moment today.

A friend in my writing group kindly reviewed my first collection of travel haiku.

It’s my first review, and I’m quite pleased—if I may say so myself.

Read the whole review here:

Steps and Stones is available on Amazon.