Today on this Day 25 of National Poetry Month, Â a little social commentary... All I Own All I own fits in a box I have no jewels or argyle socks Some faded photos, the clothes on my back Yellowing letters tied with a ribbon Mementos and memories that fit in a box ... Continue Reading →
Day 11 has dawned with another poem... Laughter in the Dark Lost in the corner alone in the dark While life revolves around you Snatches of laughter drifting on breezes life always revolves around you Listening to voices alone in the corner Their lives revolve without you © A. F. Stewart... Continue Reading →
Day Ten of National Poetry Month brings a little sorrow... Unspoken Promises Standing past the warm summer breeze the smell of honeysuckle drifting from the trees I still see the ghost of you beyond the sea You never mouthed the perfect words your tongue stumbled in knotted speech standing past the warm... Continue Reading →
Choosing Indecision Black and white world, while I live in the grey Right choice, wrong choice Who do you listen to? No choice is easier safer doesn’t make me bleed Waffling wavering until… someone chooses for me. © All Rights Reserved A. F. Stewart
Day Eight of National Poetry Month and another poem blossoms... Blooms in the City Sidewalk crack peeking A little green shoot turned to the sunlight reflection in glass skyscrapers Warm spring air blowing. Growing tall against the bustle, hustle of every passerby. Velvet petals stretching free. A splash of colour... Continue Reading →
