Spider Webs in the Corner

The spider webs bothered meIn the corner sitting thereUnbotheredCollecting dust more than fliesUnswept corners, uncollected strands of silkPerhaps they were made for decoration?Tiny strands of silken knick knacks or bric a brac‘They weren’t meant to be picked up. That’s their space there.’BullshitThe corners are just dirty.A dirty living room, in a dirty apartmentWith a dirtyContinue reading “Spider Webs in the Corner”

In Between The Holidays I Came To Kiss You

In between the holidays I came to kiss you,When time stops in this strange period in between.I want to be where my heart can be true.Your lips on mine linger like spilled wine,A drunken moment that I’d like to last into the new year.Days compacted into just this time seems just fine.Tomorrow’s request for meContinue reading “In Between The Holidays I Came To Kiss You”

Christmas Holiday Stories & Poems 2025

Stories Poems A Taste of Stew A collection of poems from seductive and spicy to thoughtful and observant. 39 of the best poems from the AuthorStew blog and scattered across the Internet are gathered in this collection. There is sure to be something within this collection that will delight you.

Cold Tableau: Better Man Than I

Cold wind blows snowy streetsSidewalks white with snowLights brightly coloredHang on tree branchesAnd rooftop edgesI walk towards homePresents under treesWould be nice to seeAs would be her smileNeither are likelyFor me this ChristmasI’m so cold insideThe end of the yearConsiderationsPast events rearviewAll of them with youTurn to walk backwardsHarsh winds on my backBut I walkedContinue reading “Cold Tableau: Better Man Than I”

Granites and Schists

“Behold! The granites and schists of my dark and stubborn country,” said Igor, looking out of the window at the crowd below. I looked at Svetlana.  “The people are dumb as rocks,” she explained. She rolled her eyes and slumped onto the couch.  “And twice as stubborn!” yelled Igor, turning away from the window, “TheyContinue reading “Granites and Schists”

Webs on the Christmas Tree

There was a lady who lived next doorFrom a town in Ukraine bornWho every year for the Christmas seasonPut spiders and webs her tree inWhat a strange lady I did thinkThat there might be a meaning I did not linkThen one day when we did cross pathsI thought to askWhy the spiders and webs IContinue reading “Webs on the Christmas Tree”