Category Archives: Poem

Mother

Posted on February 12, 2015 by Jim Stewart

Strangers hover over your swollen belly: Was there a window? Were smiles real? The clock ticks in your heart. Your hands caress your abdomen, already saying goodbye. You give me to the air, knowing enough to understand the coming of … Continue reading →

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Thankful

Posted on February 11, 2015 by Jim Stewart

For: the rustle of warm bedclothes; the distant dark noise of the ocean; a coyote yip in the night; the sigh of a lover satisfied; an adversary’s sudden pause; a shared laugh; electric light to write by; books that seize … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Maw and Paw

Posted on February 9, 2015 by Jim Stewart

In the cavernous maw of human endeavor, I play with my dog. (top: izquotes.com; bottom: pinterest.com)

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Haiku–Moon Face

Posted on February 5, 2015 by Jim Stewart

The face of the moon, peeking from rumpled bedsheets; I tuck myself in.   (top: everystockphoto.com; bottom: searchpp.com)

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Magic

Posted on February 4, 2015 by Jim Stewart

A lilt of breeze comes into my instrument; leaves beat the ground: show me the rhythm. Finding isn’t, seeking is. I nudge where light robs the darkness. I arrive in a place that sings. It is magic. (fountain: shutterstock.com; wings: … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Drying Wrack

Posted on February 2, 2015 by Jim Stewart

Standing in the rain is different if you don’t have a dry home place.

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Haiku–Loosely, In the Sky with Diamonds

Posted on January 24, 2015 by Jim Stewart

The sun lights the birds: tight formation diamonds; Loosely, in the sky. (lovely bushtit: cindymcIntyre.wordpress.com)

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In The Telling

Posted on January 23, 2015 by Jim Stewart

My story moves around who’s doing the telling; who’s listening also forms the shape of it. I don’t much care as long as it’s all about me. In the dark, when I cannot see the ceiling, it’s not all about … Continue reading →

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One Answer

Posted on January 5, 2015 by Jim Stewart

You ask what I believe in, the question hanging in the air like a flock of Vaux swifts poised to dive into a chimney. Any answer I give will be trampled beneath the boots of your dogma. But I answer anyway … Continue reading →

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Fishing

Posted on December 31, 2014 by Jim Stewart

A flick of the wrist: the spotted lure sails across the stream and blurps into the shadow under the far bank. The current catches my flash. Another flick of the wrist, gentler this time, and the rod tip aligns the spinner’s … Continue reading →

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