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Losing the Lease

Posted on August 19, 2020 by Jim Stewart

A short rhymer. jrs The only home I’ve ever knownIs this body in which I’ve grown.Like any house, it sometimes needs repairAnd you can’t get parts just anywhere.It’s a miracle of gut and brain,Of bone and sinew that sadly wane.So … Continue reading →

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Rumbling About

Posted on August 11, 2020 by Jim Stewart

I can sit on my motorcycle, rumbling down Coast Highway 101, following my front tire to Seaside. As long as there is road, sometimes it isn’t possible to discover a reason to stop. Clustered memories can explode into other years … Continue reading →

Posted in Absolutes, American history, family, Harley Davdson, Humans, Life, Motorcycles, Open road, Oregon, Perception, Uncategorized, White privlege, Wisdom | Tagged , , , | 6 Comments

Liebster Award Nomination

Posted on August 4, 2020 by Jim Stewart

Hmm…Poetry 365 nominated me for a Liebster Award. I’m stunned. Thank you, Nathan. Did I say I’m stunned? https://Poetry-365.com is a wonderful blog, full of thought, emotion, and humor (American spelling :-)), and yeah, poetry. The Rules Thank the blogger … Continue reading →

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get on the bus.

Posted on July 20, 2020 by Jim Stewart

Originally posted on I didn't have my glasses on….:
what an adventure it would be to travel on the ‘make america kind again’ bus ? — “human kindness has never weakened the stamina or softened the figure of a…

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Haiku: Ninety or Nothin’

Posted on May 21, 2020 by Jim Stewart

(For my friend and compadre Bud Hedrick on his 90th birthday, May 22. ~JimS) Birthdays and race dayscan both have the same feeling:ninety or nothin’ (Motorcycle: checkers.com; Bud and Jim: Jim; and go visit https://budhedrick.blogspot.com/)

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Birth Times: Two

Posted on April 20, 2020 by Jim Stewart

(Another essay tired of languishing without a home. ~JimS) As far as mysteries go, birth is the only event I can think of that rivals death in its head-scratching miraculous reality. Humans make a big deal of it. I don’t … Continue reading →

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In Her Wings

Posted on April 10, 2020 by Jim Stewart

(for John Prine) The Universe held mein her wings today;I could feel her heart beatright next to mine.She gathered all my sadnessand tucked it awaysomewhere out past JupiterI couldn’t find. Sometimes you just haveto give it up,accept the help you … Continue reading →

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Haiku: Each Breath

Posted on April 6, 2020 by Jim Stewart

Gratitude for each breath is a verse that goes onuntil the song ends. Be well; be safe; be kind. (Photo: Narble Furt)

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The Quiet

Posted on March 20, 2020 by Jim Stewart

Another essay I want to share. I’d rather have it sit here on narble.blog than hide in my directory structure. ~JimS. It’s late evening. I’m standing on a front porch in Gearhart, Oregon, on the dune I’ve come to call … Continue reading →

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Coyote Comes Callin’

Posted on March 3, 2020 by Jim Stewart

I’m posting this here because I am very tired of rejection notes telling me it doesn’t really fit in <insert publication>. Yes, I understand it’s an ongoing process, but with this piece, which I really like, I’m just absolutely sick … Continue reading →

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