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 →
For Day Seven of National Poetry Month I bring my attempt at a cleave poem. Night Wings Night wings beating a song into the evening against the morning light, glorious and bright Enchanting darkness calls to its children with a tune macabre, with shadow’s dusky dance until time’s retreat, and the aria serenade fades... Continue Reading →
Day 6 of National Poetry Month brings an oddball poem... Inside Out Inside backwards and roundabout Up, down, all around, churning, spilling breaking the brain box, falling out never restrained floating free never me Outside revolution twisting twice Broken says normal, all for free slanting salutations, and come with me hello morning... Continue Reading →
Be Afraid of the Dark 