Tag Archives: poetry

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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Lame Coyote Before Dawn

Posted on May 16, 2014 by Jim Stewart

You are surprised to see me. I stand by the black motorcycle as you hobble down the steep asphalt, your right-rear more of a rudder than a leg. You freeze, head low, tail down. We regard each other. “Deer kick … Continue reading →

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Wanting

Posted on April 11, 2014 by Jim Stewart

I want to write a poem today. It need not be art, it just needs to be. I want to write a poem every day with a deep abiding want, but allowing this desire will bring only more wanting, not poems. They will … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Robin Morning

Posted on March 29, 2014 by Jim Stewart

World of wet drying; sky blue-grey, sun soon coming. Robins sing to me.   (upper left: hangul.com; upper right: mljohnson.org; robin: learner.org)

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Haiku–Somnolent Catbox

Posted on March 25, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Thanks, Mr. Sandburg: Sleep comes on little cat feet; paw prints in the brain. (Dali from chronicfatiguediagnosis; polar bear from isucceedbook.com; kitty from brenthaydey.com)

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Haiku–Time Eyeball

Posted on March 7, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Big picture eyeball at the center of my head; now is now the past.

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How Bad it Isn’t

Posted on February 20, 2014 by Jim Stewart

I touch despair when everything I say is trite or dark or transparent; when everything I think is a poster for stereotypes. Yes, there are writing days and there are reading days. Even with deeply lowered expectations, I shall escape … Continue reading →

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Double Haiku–A Nail from the Heart

Posted on January 29, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Swept away by brooms intent on dusting heart beats; memories let go. Guitars are only hammers on sublime old nails; questions seeking light. (from eorthe.tumblr.com by Vic de Vera)

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Arrow and Bow

Posted on December 27, 2013 by Jim Stewart

An arrow of light pierces my dream as stars wheel around the nougat of the milky way. My dream, a river and raft to where souls bask in love that finds me wide with gratitude, splits into halves: one for … Continue reading →

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Bob Welsh Christmas Eve Poem

Posted on December 22, 2013 by Jim Stewart

This is too good not to share: I’ll get back to my own drivel tomorrow.

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