Today – an #improv #micropoem
What if Today is all There is. Today is all There is. There is Today. What if There is Today. ~ a spontaneous micro-poem by Stan Stewart ~ Copyright 2016 by Stan Stewart and muz4now, inc. All Rights Reserved.
Poetry and More
Poetry and other creations by Stan Stewart. Sometimes, it’s just the poem. Sometimes, it’s the story behind the creation.
The Deep – an #improv #poem
Covering the deep, Watery abyss Is a haunting, Menacing rock. It stays cold until The hottest days Of Summer. So if you want The warmth now, Dive and dive And dive again. Explore and delve The abyss. From above, It looks like a frightening Hole, but inside You will find an Opening beyond All imagining.
Well – an #improv #poem
Well is a hole You dig to get water. Well is healthy (Especially after illness). Well is what happens To eyes filled with Sadness and Joy. Well, well, well. ~ spontaneously composed #micropoem by Stan Stewart ~ Copyright © 2016 by Stan Stewart and muz4now, inc. All Rights Reserved.
Influence (or How The Death of a Celebrity Can Inspire)
Influence and Inspiration Is it strange to discover that something or someone has been an influence on me and I didn’t realize it until they were gone? After all, humans like me only use about 10% of our brain so why would I be surprised that many things hold sway over me or inspire me
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Sarcastic Side – #improv #poem
My sarcastic side Has been in full effect Leading up to Yuletide. I want to be serious, But there’s a mild Agitation That keeps eking up Through my soul And into my mouth. I can sometimes Keep my tongue from Pronouncing the words In an audible fashion. But occasionally They come out. And (obviously) When
Tears – #improv #poem
Tears So close to the edge They nestle against Nothing And the fabric of something that wants to work its way out Love Has come undone Willing the bliss of tears To become Tending Belt Up your midsection and Belt Out the blissfulness Short of tears You will love Fluidly Fabulously Finally ~ spontaneously composed by
Every Time – an #improv #poem
Whatever I am right now, I have created out of the raw materials given to me. Every time I fall, I learn to walk and then fly. Every time I am silenced, I learn to speak and then sing. Every time I mourn, I find my smiles are truer and bigger the next time they
grace – an #improv #poem
I didn’t see her fall the first time By the time I saw her lying there Two other passersby had Already stopped to give her aid I stopped my car with a jolt Pressed the four-way flashers And leapt into the street I could tell by the stress in the helpers’ voices The first fall had
Quake – a song of breaking and bringing together
There is a new version of this song! I hope you’ll also give it a listen and read the rest of the story in this post: Quake – a song revisited. Loma Prieta I still remember the day vividly in my imagination. Only weeks prior to that day, I had moved into an apartment in
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another entry – an #improv #poem
Each entry Onto the stage Is another chance To step up To who I am Becoming. Neither Theatre Nor life Are a competition With the other Beautiful Actors on the Real or Metaphorical Stage. However much I may strive to Memorize my lines, The next entrance Will always in so Many ways Be another improvisation, Another