Category Archives: Work

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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Unruly Rodeo

Posted on October 7, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Oh, to be a careful writer, dotting eyes and crossing tees, always sure of being ruly as my thoughts tumble to the page in ordered eloquence, perfectly coiffed and savored by readers as fine wine. Reality, though, finds this notion … Continue reading →

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Water and Rock

Posted on September 3, 2014 by Jim Stewart

The head winds in these times: a gale blown in from the south drives the sea to a craggy appointment. It makes a shuttered room clean, just enough light to warm pen and paper bound with years and a hum … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Sticky Feet

Posted on August 13, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Social media: a flypaper walk all day. Such is selling books. (from fredcavazza.net)

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Bluebird Words on a Raptor Day

Posted on July 14, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Seldom does it do any good to read a poem as you fall asleep. The page flashes two, three times and suddenly you know there is no going on. Surrender is sweet. Sometimes, the unread poem gets trapped and the … Continue reading →

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Big Rocks — Little Rocks

Posted on June 18, 2014 by Jim Stewart

“Time to make little rocks out of big rocks.” Work is work. I remember: cold clouds slung low, soaking all of us, men and machines thundering through my earplugs and muffs as a thousand drummers play with wild abandon. I … 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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Haiku–Moving Feast

Posted on March 4, 2014 by Jim Stewart

So many things done. So many things yet to do. Life is a full plate. (Hemingway quote from imgfave.com; full cup from smblog.proton.in)

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