Category Archives: Slice of Life

Haiku–Polaris on Deck

Posted on April 27, 2015 by Jim Stewart

Awake: cannot sleep. The deck beckons; I am rapt. Hello, Polaris.

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Ballpoint Chisel (for Sharon Olds)

Posted on April 24, 2015 by Jim Stewart

Long ago I shook your hand and told you how much I love your work. I wanted to tell you what little I know about women has come from my wife and your carefully erected words. I wanted to tell … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Robin Greeting

Posted on March 12, 2015 by Jim Stewart

Robin’s good morning greets the sky’s earliest light; darkness ebbs to grey.   (left: iacmusic.com; right: imgarcade.com)  

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Imagination

Posted on March 7, 2015 by Jim Stewart

The freeway is the ocean, the stars are just as high, but fewer. I am tired, but can still pretend what is real is somewhere near, not a lifetime away. My imagination saves me again.   (top: en.wikipedia.org; bottom: lovethesepics.com)

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Haiku–Red Squirrel

Posted on March 2, 2015 by Jim Stewart

Little red squirrel, dainty, but talking loud trash to the dog below.   (squirrel: mirror.co.uk; dog: flickr.com)

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Haiku–Rum and She

Posted on November 7, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Rum is a sweet sip. My companion is sweetness. I am so lucky.  

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Clock’s Break

Posted on October 14, 2014 by Jim Stewart

clock watcher present tedium energy spent unwise seating making tea not exercise doors close walls advance frontal lobes echo echo limbic flash danger calls rain silvers locks break lungs pump clock stops (top: moddb.com; Yosemite: sardonycs.net)

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Road and Synapse

Posted on October 8, 2014 by Jim Stewart

The gravel on this road long unused crackles with unfamiliar noise under my well-worn tires. My elbow thrusts into hot air, bared to sun and desert. Synapses not used in years fire in solidarity with the road, transporting me to … Continue reading →

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The Prince of Rankle

Posted on October 3, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Rankled. Can’t sugar-coat it, just annoyed at everything, mostly myself. It’s chemistry. I should be upbeat. I should feel free: the monkey is gone. I allow the city to choke my peace. I have an idea and pretend it is … Continue reading →

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Poker Pout

Posted on September 10, 2014 by Jim Stewart

The gyre of chance: swirls in swirls; the cards are so cold, colder than the click of a door locking out hope. I push my chips to another stack, no regrets, no goodbyes offered, not even “see ya later.” My … Continue reading →

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