Author Archives: Jim Stewart
Boys, Work and War
Originally posted on azuldelmar2kr:
I never saw my father work. Well, I saw him DO some work, but never at the place called Work. He left the house at 6AM to go to work, and was rarely home before…
Imagination
The freeway is the ocean, the stars are just as high, but fewer. I am tired, but can still pretend what is real is somewhere near, not a lifetime away. My imagination saves me again. (top: en.wikipedia.org; bottom: lovethesepics.com)
Haiku–Moonful Reminder
Big moon: full of light; lets us know the sun still burns; a comforting thought. (top: thespiritscience.net; bottom: hdw.eweb4.com)
Haiku–Red Squirrel
Little red squirrel, dainty, but talking loud trash to the dog below. (squirrel: mirror.co.uk; dog: flickr.com)
Haiku–Bird Morning
Screet, screet, dut-dut-dut; yoodle oot, yoodle oot, oot; the birds awaken. (top: youtube.com; bottom: wildernessdweller.ca)
Haiku–“We’re all mad here.”
A Cheshire Cat moon smiling in the western sky; my evening brightens. (top: shadowness.com; bottom: panoramio.com)
Haiku–Adobe Words
Dusty adobe words make a wall I am building, keeping out the wind. (wall: featurepics.com; home: pinterest.com)
Little Mind
My little mind seeks its way among large things in a vastness it cannot comprehend. I am glad it keeps going, past questions without answers, being stubborn that way, in blind faith, on some kind of mission, believing there is … Continue reading
Mother
Strangers hover over your swollen belly: Was there a window? Were smiles real? The clock ticks in your heart. Your hands caress your abdomen, already saying goodbye. You give me to the air, knowing enough to understand the coming of … Continue reading
Thankful
For: the rustle of warm bedclothes; the distant dark noise of the ocean; a coyote yip in the night; the sigh of a lover satisfied; an adversary’s sudden pause; a shared laugh; electric light to write by; books that seize … Continue reading



