Author Archives: Jim Stewart

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About Jim Stewart

Writer at Butt in Chair

When the Dream Begins

When the dream begins you are not quite there; you love her rumpled face with the thousand-yard stare, and the dream begins. When the dream begins you focus on the now, you see the path ahead, but you don’t quite see the … Continue reading

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BLOGGERS UNITE FOR PEACE!

Originally posted on ENLIGHTENMENT ANGELS:
BLOGGERS UNITE FOR PEACE! “The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.” Edmund Burke ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~  ~…

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Intensities

Microscopic armies clash, silent until I cough. The universe seeks the life of my form, my protoplasm, my individual identity. The universe will always win the final war, but these small battles are mine, gaining humility and wisdom to give … Continue reading

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Review of Craig Ryan’s “Sonic Wind”

Sonic Wind: The Story of John Paul Stapp and How a Renegade Doctor Became the Fastest Man on Earth by Craig Ryan My rating: 5 of 5 stars Craig Ryan has woven the true story of an American hero through … Continue reading

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Crucified Monks

Shrouded umbrellas, like crucified monks, stoic, regarding warm surf breaking against steep sand. Beyond the waves, pulsing party boats sell revelry and forgetfulness to young people focused on pelvic beats and right now. The monks do not shrug. They await … Continue reading

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Haiku–Now

I don’t care what time it is. I don’t care what day it is. I am here. (www.ripples.ca)

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advice on being a writer from William Saroyan

Originally posted on Leonard Durso:
The most solid advice, though, for a writer is this, I think: Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much…

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Little One (for Reese)

Little one, you are what precious means, your brand new feet are your favorite toys. Your gurgle girl smile melts my heart. I want to watch you grow into a lovely young woman, to feel the grace of it as … Continue reading

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Haiku–Dogspeak

Articulate whines: the dog tries telepathy. I’m learning to speak. (left: Toulouse hiding; right: hat boy)

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Haiku–Great Day Beginning

Dog butt precedes me, dappled sunlight up the path into this morning. (wetcanvas.com)

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