The painted lady waits outside the courtWhile the monarch acts in his mourning cloak.An autumn leaf falls to the ground back and forth, back and forth.Soon the king will lay in her arms within the fort,No rice paper gatekeeper there to betray secretsFatal metalmarks along green marble hallways,Gruesome reminders of the attack of the DukeContinue reading “Painted Lady Butterfly”
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Backseat Journey
Time stored and bottledStrong winds behind driven carTerror memoriesYou close your eyes as the car heads down the highway. The music of 20 years ago sings doo-wop lulabyes. At least the car isn’t weaving this time. You lay on the long backseat of the red Buick. It won’t be long. He’ll get tired and we’llContinue reading “Backseat Journey”
Don’t You Forget It
I’m a poet.- So you say.But poetry is not my thing.- So you have nothing to say?It’s my caffeine kick. My jolt of coffee for a writer’s day.- So you’re addicted?Not an addiction as such,More of a medicine. Not my muse but my hit single.- Hahah You think you have hits? Have you seen -Listen.Continue reading “Don’t You Forget It”
The Longest Day
The year’s shortest nightLooking towards the heat or coldThe moon says goodbye I yearn to tell you of the heat that burns. The glare of the sun’s rays blinding me as I look out my door. Yet you are in the south, way south. The land of Vegemite and killer everything. The same sun shinesContinue reading “The Longest Day”
Soft Explosion
They say California is where fools go to find their dreams and dreamers go to find their fool. Henrietta was neither fool nor dreamer yet she found herself stepping off the plane in LAX. “Father forgive me for I have sinned. But not my will but thine,” she thought as she walked out of theContinue reading “Soft Explosion”
Not The One Marrying You
I had a friend or so I thought Well more than a friend if I were true If I had been true to that what she sought She wanted more, that I knew It wasn’t something I was told Not in words at least The games of love are often old The feelings of oneContinue reading “Not The One Marrying You”
Am I OverExposed?
There’s something about being over exposedThat changes perceptionThe way others see you and the way you see yourselfEven in the plainest of thingsYou see them differently When they are laid out too long in the sunThe light shining too bright, too long upon the eyeA field of simple cattails, browned by the passage of timeTheirContinue reading “Am I OverExposed?”
Travelers Through Nothingness
Space, empty and blackTravelers through nothingnessDeath is a journey The plush faux leather chair made noise with every movement. They didn’t understand his fascination. They being everyone. He even had the smell of leather imparted into the fabric. Dead cow. He remembered the words said in disgust, almost like a slur, from the ambassador’s interpreterContinue reading “Travelers Through Nothingness”
Winter or Spring
Imaginary/Lines that make borders seem realCommunication“So what did it say? More winter or early spring?”“Which one?”“What do you mean which one? The little rodent in the ground. Pops out, sees his shadow, boom, more snow or doesn’t and bam, sunshine and flowers. The groundhog.”“Yes but which groundhog? The Canadian or the American?”“What do I careContinue reading “Winter or Spring”
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.
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