Category Archives: Poem

Haiku–Got Dreamed and Missed It

Posted on January 30, 2014 by Jim Stewart

The dream was sexy. Remembering why is vague. Loveliness leads on.

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To Grow and Be Safe

Posted on January 26, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Well. You’re both down there now with pieces of my heart, shared like brie on a plate for the enjoyment of this family who loves unconditionally and proffers a home to grow in and be safe. We are emptier than … Continue reading →

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Silly Old Cat

Posted on January 25, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Silly old cat. You almost made it to twenty. What is that in cat years? You never gave in to mere affection and were loathe to suffer a belly rub. You drew blood from the uninitiated. Maine Coon and who … Continue reading →

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To That Which is Not I

Posted on January 23, 2014 by Jim Stewart

You have to start somewhere. Depending on what you’re doing, it is best to start before the ending. I must admit, though, it is not mandatory. Stories can begin with the ending and end with the beginning. However, life as … Continue reading →

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Dream of Wander

Posted on January 20, 2014 by Jim Stewart

I walk through an uneven field of hills and dales above a river flowing to a sea in the nearby distance. I follow a woman I can’t see, but know very well. I turn to my left and see her … Continue reading →

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Evading the Obvious

Posted on January 18, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Pass the bacon, pass the ham, pass the fry-bread with the spam. Pass the whiskey, pass the wine, and I wonder why this belly’s mine.

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Ocean Moon Haiku–Time to Rhyme

Posted on January 17, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Prayer sand holds knees; full moon dances with the trees, pouring molten cheese. (pinned from seepicz.com)

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Full Moon Haiku

Posted on January 15, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Big eye in the night; sharp shadows etch soft patterns; hearts know oceans keep. (photo courtesy of fullmoonmanager.com)

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Fall Haiku

Posted on January 13, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Faded, fluttering, falling; the wet driveway holds fast to my eye, true color. (photo courtesy of photography.nationalgeographic.com)

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An Hour’s Nap

Posted on December 29, 2013 by Jim Stewart

Goodbye Mr. Rogers, it was nice to be aboard; Goodbye Mr. Jimi and your E7#9 chord. I step off the plane into my chair fumbling my way to awake, wondering how in the world such a journey is possible. My … Continue reading →

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