Tag Archives: friendship

Parts

Posted on April 8, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Admiring a woman’s parts: curve of derriere, swell of breast, turn of legs, smooth of back, arch of neck, all clichés in a greater whole. When I am lost in cliché, my shrug says I’m hard-wired to look. It’s admiration, … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Music is Home

Posted on March 31, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: had the privilege to attend a Jerry Douglas concert last night. He is astonishing.–jrs)  Flashing fingers and steel on bronze has me happy to be in the world. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3dtPc3wNxOg

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Haiku–Water, Air, and Fire

Posted on March 21, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: this is for birthday mates Cidny Bullens and Rob Carreras.–jrs) Same day, leagues apart, amphibians no longer; water, air, and fire. Spirits free and clear, summertime romance lit us. Now we’re sixty-four. The next twenty years: Passion will drive … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Good Dog, Happy Man

Posted on March 12, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: I came up with this for a comment on Shutterbug’s blog at 575live.blogspot.ca. I liked it, so I’m putting it here, too.–jrs) Greeting ritual: Bub, you are such a good boy! Happy hug and wag. (This is my grandpuppy, … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Live Music

Posted on March 10, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Music from the heart embraces Anacortes; salty wings we are. (My great good friend Ernie Theriot and me remembering the Gris-Gris Band.)

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The Rest of the Way

Posted on February 17, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: this is a Lai poetry form. Like most of us, I’m stumbling along, trying to find my glasses.–jrs) There comes a time to round the bend and head for home to grudgingly contend with chores undone and animals to … Continue reading →

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A Question for Cheryl

Posted on February 11, 2014 by Jim Stewart

I should have knelt in the street, put my head in your lap, and let you stroke my hair. But we didn’t know. We were ten. Would you have grown into a woman who found a cure for what killed … Continue reading →

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Surface Tension

Posted on February 9, 2014 by Jim Stewart

“I don’t mind the snow, it’s the ice, it has no surface tension.” “What do you mean? Of course it has surface tension, it’s ice. It’s hard. I’d say that it’s very tense.” “No. Surface tension is a property of … Continue reading →

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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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Novel Opening–Question

Posted on January 4, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: What follows is the opening for a novel I’ve “finished.” The reason I’m posting it is to get some feedback. The genre is literary action/adventure (is there such a thing?). The basic question I’m trying to answer is: would … Continue reading →

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