Tag Archives: love

Mother

Posted on February 12, 2015 by Jim Stewart

Strangers hover over your swollen belly: Was there a window? Were smiles real? The clock ticks in your heart. Your hands caress your abdomen, already saying goodbye. You give me to the air, knowing enough to understand the coming of … Continue reading →

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Butter, Blood, and Beads

Posted on December 21, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Buttered toast sucks up the beef blood on the cutting board to happy noises, anticipating the almost guilty pleasure of savoring the blooded bread. The children ready the tree for Christmas with strings of lights and beads. A lifetime of ornaments … Continue reading →

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Grey on the Ground

Posted on December 17, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Your eyes are closed as mine are open. Your smooth unblemished lids hold secrets no one can know. When I blink you see me standing behind you in that upstairs bedroom as we watch the sheep below clustered for shearing. … Continue reading →

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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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Peace and Fire

Posted on June 20, 2014 by Jim Stewart

We kissed: lips groping without knowing, hands benign and trembling, timid and still. You were a gift I did not understand. I had no way to accept the strange dichotomy of peace and fire. When I moved away to California … Continue reading →

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Haiku–I Know Why the Caged Bird Springs

Posted on May 28, 2014 by Jim Stewart

We are all human: a few of us light the way; Caged Bird rises free.   (from oprah.com)

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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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A Glimpse of the Deeper

Posted on May 9, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Would I know your face now? I like to think I would, but memory is an often tricky thing; I’ve known it to add and to subtract. What I know as true may not be; where I’ve been may not … 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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I Shall Go Gentle

Posted on February 27, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: This is my meager answer, for today anyway, to Dylan Thomas’ iconic poem–jrs) Do not fear this, my child. I shall go gentle, I shall not rage, I shall escape this delightful cage. It has served me well, this … Continue reading →

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