Pretty Lil’ Horses Pretty horses Running free from one fence to the next and in the barn come sunset warm hay fresh oats same tomorrow Pretty horses Running wild along the windswept shore and sea those roaming nomads, rough and untamed blowing breeze salted grass elemental survivors Pretty horses Running races they’re... Continue Reading →
Today begins my annual participation in National Poetry Month where I write a poem a day for the month of April. Â So here's today's offering... Black Narcissus Velvet and ebon petals hide all those evening tear stains in the shadows of the past Such sweet graceful delicacy, above that wind-blown pain velvet and... Continue Reading →
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
Be Afraid of the Dark 