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Haiku–Ping Pong

Posted on June 8, 2016 by Jim Stewart

Left right left right left my brain trading back and forth quick entertainment (top: adsoftheworld.com; bottom: preptalk.hermits.com)

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May December Be

Posted on April 27, 2016 by Jim Stewart

You are younger than my daughter, but you are not my daughter. The rich human history of young women and old men is a cross-grain of joyful noise and heartache. Wisdom is the most valuable attribute in both directions, a … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Bright Slippers

Posted on March 1, 2016 by Jim Stewart

Sunlight finds my feet, warming better than slippers; Drowsiness follows.

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When We Are Gone

Posted on January 26, 2016 by Jim Stewart

We live our lives here where the greatest human accomplishment is Art. When we are gone the wolves and butterflies won’t miss it. (photo credits in a previous blog)

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When the Dream Begins

Posted on December 21, 2015 by Jim Stewart

When the dream begins you are not quite there; you love her rumpled face with the thousand-yard stare, and the dream begins. When the dream begins you focus on the now, you see the path ahead, but you don’t quite see the … Continue reading →

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Intensities

Posted on December 1, 2015 by Jim Stewart

Microscopic armies clash, silent until I cough. The universe seeks the life of my form, my protoplasm, my individual identity. The universe will always win the final war, but these small battles are mine, gaining humility and wisdom to give … Continue reading →

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Warm and Round

Posted on July 1, 2015 by Jim Stewart

The night is still and round. An ocean rises from city traffic as my skin rejoices the fan whirling from the ceiling. I sit where the dog sleeps when he’s here. I can almost hear his stir and stretch as … Continue reading →

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Surely Blue

Posted on June 20, 2015 by Jim Stewart

The horizon is bright, high, blue and white, features hidden in layers of cotton. Where I live you cannot see this blue from the ground, the variations of it, the transition from bright to dark and back. I think I … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Reading Tea Loves

Posted on May 12, 2015 by Jim Stewart

Tea sips hot and sweet. Savoring closes my eyes. The Asian black loves. (top: webmd.com; bottom: filipek.genfolio.com)

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Haiku–Writing Wherever

Posted on November 1, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: you should check out Daniel von der Embse’s blog at writinginairplanes.com. jrs) To write or to nap; my home away from my home: writing in airplanes. Writing this journal wherever I’m traveling: working the home front. (top: pinterest.com; bottom: … Continue reading →

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