Tag Archives: humor

A Dream-Threshing Tractor

Posted on August 27, 2014 by Jim Stewart

I am a hiccup in some quantum field where there may or may not be a dream-threshing tractor. Imagination can travel faster than the speed of light. When you outrun light it is very dark. These things are obvious. My … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Hair Reality

Posted on August 19, 2014 by Jim Stewart

The skin on the back of my head is warm and smooth. I miss my hair there.

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Haiku–Shuffling to Nowhere

Posted on July 29, 2014 by Jim Stewart

There is nothing more distracted than a tired old truck driver lost.   (from thetruckersreport.com)

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Haiku–Who dat?

Posted on July 28, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Five Olympic rings; one for each continent there? Someone is missing.

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Haiku–No Glasses

Posted on July 24, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Seeking fresh protein, a small fuzzy morning bird walks up a tree trunk.   (top: lynxed.com; bottom: vickiehenderson.blogspot.com)

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Grill Rhymes with Thrill

Posted on July 5, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Waiting for coals; the charcoal is still just warm. Oh, there is intense heat at the bottom of the stack, but it needs to spread throughout and proffer a red and white glow that hollers “Caution!” (Note: never work a … Continue reading →

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Sodium and Chlorine

Posted on June 17, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: this is not supposed to be a scientific treatise on how synaptic transmission works. The ionic chemistry in a synapse is quite complex. All I’m trying to do, here, is experiment with how I perceive things in a poem.–jrs) … Continue reading →

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Squirrels Don’t Get Irony

Posted on June 5, 2014 by Jim Stewart

My footfalls seem strange, hollow, like I’m walking across an old drum hidden in the darkest corner of a clandestine music shop. I am on a path wending through a wood, where I am attempting to be quiet, but the … Continue reading →

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Day Six

Posted on May 24, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: I’ve always enjoyed smoking. Do I feel deprived? Yes. Do I feel good about stopping? Yes. Euphoria comes and goes. It’s an insidious addiction.–jrs) My skin crawls off of me and disappears into the outlet just above where my … Continue reading →

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So Far, So Good

Posted on May 22, 2014 by Jim Stewart

On this day most of a lifetime ago we stood up before family, blood-tied with freely chosen, and declared that we would live together loving each other for the rest of our lives. So far, so good.   (top: otter … Continue reading →

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