Vulnerable Shrouded underneath the silent void Unprepared to face the false smiles Cast adrift among the sharks Yet you swim while drowning Withdrawn past eclipse Silent words roam Seeking help Nothing Comes © A. F. Stewart 2017 All Rights Reserved
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 →
It's been busy, busy for me the last week or so with all sorts of wondrous peculiarities happening. So on with the news... First an awesome announcement (if a slightly delayed one). I was asked to join the superbly talented group of writers over at Pen of the Damned. I had my debut January 3rd,... Continue Reading →
Hello all, readers, minions, assorted others. Today I come to you on bended knee asking for your support. I have two requests, one for votes and one for social media support of a Thunderclap. Plus, I have a short announcement, so read on to the end. First, I have good news. My book, Horror... Continue Reading →
Be Afraid of the Dark 