Tag Archives: nature

The Prince of Rankle

Posted on October 3, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Rankled. Can’t sugar-coat it, just annoyed at everything, mostly myself. It’s chemistry. I should be upbeat. I should feel free: the monkey is gone. I allow the city to choke my peace. I have an idea and pretend it is … Continue reading →

Posted in anger, Consciousness, Poem, Slice of Life | Tagged , | 4 Comments

A Man’s Best Friend

Posted on September 15, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Sleep is an illusion tonight I cannot afford. I pay endless bills to the dark disquiet I have accepted. Mortality closing in sometimes gets my best, until the dog comes and loves me, wondering why I’m still awake. My gratitude … Continue reading →

Posted in Aging, Consciousness, Dog | Tagged , , , , | 2 Comments

Haiku–Mornings

Posted on August 14, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Gossamer threads run from tree to leaf, leaf to ground. Mornings are my time. (top: neowin.net; bottom: forum.prisonplanet.com)

Posted in Haiku, Morning, Poem, Wildlife | Tagged , , | 3 Comments

Haiku–Little Junco

Posted on August 5, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Little junco, take my heart and make it lighter. You: a gift always.   (from lynxeds.com)

Posted in Birds, Haiku, Poem | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Haiku–Solitude

Posted on July 25, 2014 by Jim Stewart

A simple pine cone: lying alone on the ground. It needs a squirrel. (top: dreamstime.com; bottom: flickr.com)

Posted in Haiku, Poem, Wildlife | Tagged , , , | 4 Comments

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)

Posted in Birds, Haiku, Poem, Wildlife | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

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 →

Posted in Humans, Poem, Uncategorized, Wildlife | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

Homecoming

Posted on May 30, 2014 by Jim Stewart

The grass, bent with breeze, wets my shoes and pantlegs. It tastes of salt and smells of rain as I stand sinking into the sand beneath. My knees are calm, my heart bright; my senses know when I am home. … Continue reading →

Posted in Beach, Home, Humans, Oregon, Poem | Tagged , , , , , | 8 Comments

Fun Monkey

Posted on May 21, 2014 by Jim Stewart

The monkey is fun to talk to when he hops off my back to shoot the breeze and chew the fat. I cannot smoke the peace pipe now, my tribe is at war with the monkey; he doesn’t care, he … Continue reading →

Posted in Aging, Consciousness, end-of-life, Poem, Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , | 1 Comment

Haiku–Bright Rum

Posted on May 14, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: sometimes, these just write themselves. 🙂 –jrs) Rum is of Nature: sugar cane and a bright brain. I am all for it. (sugarcane: bubblews.com; 1 Barrel: uncommoncaribbean.com)

Posted in Haiku, Poem, Satire, Writing | Tagged , , , , , | 2 Comments