My final poem for National Poetry Month, this last day of April. And Proud Of It A Woman I am not ashamed of who I am. Not ashamed of my gender. It does not define me, confine me it sets me free. I just wish the world could see, cease demeaning a woman © A.... Continue Reading →
My penultimate poem for Day 29 of National Poetry Month. Stone Maidens in a Row Those little stone maidens all in a row, come see them hither, along the wall with downcast eyes, hands folded all Those little stone maidens all in a row Come see them hither, along the wall Such... Continue Reading →
 Some universal musings today, for Day 28 of National Poetry Month. Transitions Shift position Across luminosity stars Shift position Great transitory ambition Set down in galactic memoirs galloping past Venus and Mars Shift position © A. F. Stewart 2016 All Rights Reserved
My poem for Day 27 of National Poetry Month. Blind to the Bridge Bask in the dawn in her warm, bountiful kiss, as the sirens ever beckon you Come blind to the bridge where you fall Savour the splendid beauty of the sky and the season’s stars, hear their enticing song Step... Continue Reading →
Today we wander into the land of shadows, on this Day 26 of National Poetry Month. Ever More Tap, tap, come the raven, no, it is not him He flies far above the path as the light grows ever dim Flee, flee, into the woods ignore the raven’s caw Hear the silent monster... Continue Reading →
Be Afraid of the Dark 