Category Archives: end-of-life

Another Redirection

Ha. Life O’Wryly has another new one.  jrs Advertisements

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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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Time Piece

Old clocks get tired. Nothing seems random. There is no rest while the spring grips taut intent, or the electrons keep moving across potential in constant current, or the sun casts a shadow on a face as old as humanity. … Continue reading

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Haiku–I Know Why the Caged Bird Springs

We are all human: a few of us light the way; Caged Bird rises free.   (from oprah.com)

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Fun Monkey

The monkey is fun to talk to when he hops off my back to shoot the breeze and chew the fat. I cannot smoke the peace pipe now, my tribe is at war with the monkey; he doesn’t care, he … Continue reading

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The Last Beach House

It sits hollow near the sand washed up the road where the other houses look like waddling waders, maybe clamming, maybe just enjoying the wet. Old Bill built his bungalow back in the teens when high tide was still a … Continue reading

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Haiku–Good Men Gone

Good men gone away: one a friend, one an icon. I am lesser now. But I am also fuller from their influence and their example. (Gabo from januarymagazine.com; bench from coastalliving.com)

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I Shall Go Gentle

(Note: This is my meager answer, for today anyway, to Dylan Thomas’ iconic poem–jrs) Do not fear this, my child. I shall go gentle, I shall not rage, I shall escape this delightful cage. It has served me well, this … Continue reading

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A Question for Cheryl

I should have knelt in the street, put my head in your lap, and let you stroke my hair. But we didn’t know. We were ten. Would you have grown into a woman who found a cure for what killed … Continue reading

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A Frog for Cheryl

(Note: This is a reprint of a poem I published years ago in Licking River Review. Not sure why, but I’ve been thinking about my long-gone friend Cheryl, who died when we were ten. The poem also appears on jamesrichardstewart.com.”) … Continue reading

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