 Something Else Is it malaise? No, not that. Is it discontent? A little, perhaps. Is it disappointment? In part. I think... it is something else Something bigger A sensation A vibration Of the world turning Of the world burning I can’t shake it and I can’t fake it anymore. © A. F. Stewart 2017... Continue Reading →
Lie until Broken Ignorance is bliss Ignorance is lie Lie is happiness Lie is illusion Illusion believed Illusion becomes truth Truth exists Truth fades Fades from sight Fades from telling Telling fibs Telling silence Silence is normal Silence is fear Fear lives Fear breathes Breathes inside Breathes change Change lanes Change perspective Perspective bends reality... Continue Reading →
Blank Canvas Fresh untouched, virgin pale Awaiting tone and vibrancy hues, the awakening stroke to blossom into substance And pallid becomes sparkling prism, a contact waltz with inspiration transformation surges toward splendour © A. F. Stewart 2017 All Rights Reserved
The Stuff of Dreams  Falcons that cannot fly painted black, like ravens Are they golden underneath their satin ebon sheen? Or a fool’s daydream wrapped in cellulose ribbon? Perhaps such treasures merely a hungry heart’s aspiration seeking a hollow victory  © A. F. Stewart 2017 All Rights Reserved  Photo by Hank Risan... Continue Reading →
Masked  Moonlight sings on a revelry night, a seduction veil of lace and lies Secrets beyond the smiles, past the pretty facade the temptation tango unfolds beneath someone else’s face for the night a stray whisper teases an elevation of convention that untamed liberty of anonymity camouflaged within another skin of fabric and fancy... Continue Reading →
Be Afraid of the Dark 