Category Archives: Poem

Haiku–Tomorrow Comes

Posted on April 30, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Did not write a poem today; only wrote a verse. Tomorrow comes soon. (top from examinetheglass.com; bottom from isuma.tv)

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Frame of Reference

Posted on April 29, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Framed by reference: to conform or depart, leaving a trail of bread in my wake. Fearful of the limb end and of not getting lost, I walk on. The familiar holds little comfort, yet the wild universe feels like home. … Continue reading →

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Hello Humanity

Posted on April 28, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Decrepitude, ineptitude, in a mood: Grateful for humor that greases buzzing blades spattering soul’s blood across the walls of my heart. Sometimes, humility seems a bitter pill. That bitterness should remind: it has nothing to do with humble and everything to … Continue reading →

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Blank Page

Posted on April 26, 2014 by Jim Stewart

The blank page stares. It knows your weakness, is your weakness. It knows how you felt when you shot that small songbird when you were ten. It knows how you were drawn: smudged charcoal lines, very little ink, almost no … Continue reading →

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Unplug

Posted on April 25, 2014 by Jim Stewart

To play unplugged: acoustic music, the sounds of wood and steel, heart voicing recognition. To share, often, you must plug. Is the music still unplugged? Plugged in: social media to promote; promote what for what? recognition? fame? approval? money? What? … Continue reading →

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Ease Easy

Posted on April 22, 2014 by Jim Stewart

To find a place of ease is not easy. Step outside your comfort zone I’m told. Do those things few people are willing to do. Nurture your dream; do not relent. Have confidence in your humility. (umbrella from parkirsaha.blogspot.com; bench … Continue reading →

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Wide Open

Posted on April 21, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: My kids will be at Wrigley this Wednesday, April 23, 2014, for the 100-year celebration. It’s my daughter’s gift to my son for his 30th birthday.–jrs) A century ago a ballpark opened in Chicago, on the north side. My children … Continue reading →

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Judgment

Posted on April 19, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Judgment follows observation. I wish it were not so; an ancient directive to protect the body, to evaluate threat, a hard-wired alarm. The mind rides along. Sometimes, the mind convinces the body to do something crazy, something to flood the … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Good Men Gone

Posted on April 18, 2014 by Jim Stewart

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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So Far, So Good

Posted on April 15, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Who knows what will happen in sleep? I assume I will awaken when the light is just so. So far, so good. (both images from miriadna.com) 

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