Author Archives: Jim Stewart
Haiku–Somnolent Catbox
Thanks, Mr. Sandburg: Sleep comes on little cat feet; paw prints in the brain. (Dali from chronicfatiguediagnosis; polar bear from isucceedbook.com; kitty from brenthaydey.com)
Haiku–For Chickadees
Small bird, black and white; Chickadees invented flit. Their quick is lovely. (left from leahtift.com; right from johnmartinphotography.com)
Haiku–Water, Air, and Fire
(Note: this is for birthday mates Cidny Bullens and Rob Carreras.–jrs) Same day, leagues apart, amphibians no longer; water, air, and fire. Spirits free and clear, summertime romance lit us. Now we’re sixty-four. The next twenty years: Passion will drive … Continue reading
Haiku–Come n’Get It
Cat-sized squirrel runs, tail floating, waving a flag; here Kitty, Kitty. (In tree: clarionledger.com; flying: highdefforum; cat: marthastewart.com)
Haiku–One Tough Leaf
Wild winter could not. East, West, North, South wind could not. One stubborn tough leaf. (Taken from my deck–jrs)
Dream–Red Alpaca, Purple Topknot
I’m lying abed, warm but worried over an undefined something. The phone rings: “Hello?” “I miss you. Do you miss me?” “Who is this?” Nothing. “Hello? Hello?” Nothing. I hang up. My wife rolls to her side and kisses my … Continue reading
Haiku–Good Dog, Happy Man
(Note: I came up with this for a comment on Shutterbug’s blog at 575live.blogspot.ca. I liked it, so I’m putting it here, too.–jrs) Greeting ritual: Bub, you are such a good boy! Happy hug and wag. (This is my grandpuppy, … Continue reading
Triple Haiku–Shower Revelation
My pants feel all wrong; Backwards and weird upside-down. I’m in the shower. I’m not wearing pants, the feeling must be in me. Can it be just me? I put the soap down. I hate it when this happens. A … Continue reading
Buddy’s Family Vacation
Dear Biped, I understand you humans like to show off your vacation photos. I won’t get into the details of how we pulled this off, but apparently we’re very charming and photogenic. It seems that humans can’t get enough of … Continue reading
Haiku–Live Music
Music from the heart embraces Anacortes; salty wings we are. (My great good friend Ernie Theriot and me remembering the Gris-Gris Band.)



