Published in About Me Stories·PinnedAbout Me — Simão CunhaHi! Didn’t see you there, how are you? I started on Medium with my name in November 2019, then changed for The Despicable Hippie, and again came back to my name. All because of the turn the page to my new chapter. Last month I was from Portugal to The…About Me3 min read
Published in The Brain is a Noodle·5 days agoThe Dream That DisappearedA poem. — Poetry1 min readPhoto by James Harrison on UnsplashThe Dream That DisappearedA poem.----2
Published in The Brain is a Noodle·6 days agoPoetry from Germany to BulgariaPoems. — Germany While sitting outside, The Birds sing, The Pen slides, And the Sun heats. People walk, Or ride their bikes, On this beautiful Spring day. The Sun and Wind, Working in harmony, The light breeze, And the Poets write. BambiPoetry3 min read
Published in The Brain is a Noodle·May 10Morning RoutineA poem. — Morning Routines1 min readPhoto by freestocks on UnsplashMorning RoutineA poem.----4
Published in Moon Light Confessions·May 9The Room ServiceA poem.Humorous Poetry1 min readPhoto by Joshua Rawson-Harris on UnsplashThe Room Service----
Published in The Brain is a Noodle·May 7The Green & KarmaA Karmic poem.Writing Prompts1 min readPhoto by Justus Menke on UnsplashThe Green & Karma----1
Published in Know Thyself, Heal Thyself·May 7The girl Studying Arabic on the TrainBased on real events. — Poetry1 min readPhoto by Clem Onojeghuo on UnsplashThe girl Studying Arabic on the TrainBased on real events.----1
Published in The Brain is a Noodle·Apr 17Ode to my Last Days in SlovakiaA girl, a castle, and the last night. — Kristina Your face is blurred, But I still feel your touch, Kristina… Kristina was a girl I met on a Saturday night, and since I had a few beers in my body, her picture in my mind is blurred… I wished I had found her again, and lost track of time…Poetry2 min read
Published in Know Thyself, Heal Thyself·Apr 3Flying Across the Borders of UkraineThree airports, one destination — Last month I asked my boss if I could be the travel welder, he pointed out in his notebook that I was interested in traveling for work, (I think)… The next day, the boss came to me, and asked me if I wanted to go to Romania, dismantle an assembly…Personal8 min read
Published in The Brain is a Noodle·Mar 31The Waiting for FoodA Haiku. — Haiku1 min readPhoto by Tristan Colangelo on UnsplashThe Waiting for FoodA Haiku.----2
