Category Archives: Poem

Lame Coyote Before Dawn

Posted on May 16, 2014 by Jim Stewart

You are surprised to see me. I stand by the black motorcycle as you hobble down the steep asphalt, your right-rear more of a rudder than a leg. You freeze, head low, tail down. We regard each other. “Deer kick … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Nightscape

Posted on May 15, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Roaring, the city comes across the broad nightscape; airplanes are lined up. (city: hdfons.com; planes: travel-tour-guide.com)

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Haiku–Bright Rum

Posted on May 14, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: sometimes, these just write themselves. 🙂 –jrs) Rum is of Nature: sugar cane and a bright brain. I am all for it. (sugarcane: bubblews.com; 1 Barrel: uncommoncaribbean.com)

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The Last Beach House

Posted on May 13, 2014 by Jim Stewart

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–Recognition

Posted on May 10, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Recognition flies in the face of memory; the blackbird alights. (top: bigthink.com; blackbird: allaboutbirds.org)

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A Glimpse of the Deeper

Posted on May 9, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Would I know your face now? I like to think I would, but memory is an often tricky thing; I’ve known it to add and to subtract. What I know as true may not be; where I’ve been may not … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Arc of Horizon

Posted on May 8, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Morning bends the sun to the task of finding a way to dark of night. It seems always to be uphill to the western arc of horizon. I feel the edge rise; thank goodness for gravity; I’d fall to the sky. … Continue reading →

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Birthing a Day

Posted on May 7, 2014 by Jim Stewart

You can hear the ocean early in the morning from here, this house hunkered on the hill, the back side of Soledad Mountain. Mexico is way out there and the lights of downtown muted by salt air rising from Mission … Continue reading →

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Parenting a Snowlady

Posted on May 6, 2014 by Jim Stewart

She crafted the snowman all by herself. I was there to just lift the second big snowball and head too, but she helped with that, telling me which side was the front. “Do you think the head is crooked?” “Do … Continue reading →

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Haiku–All Hearts

Posted on May 1, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Thank you for this me. Thank you for what I must learn. Thank you for all hearts. (top: switchandshift.com; bottom: penandbell.com)

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