Stan Stewart – the muse is present
Eyes closed; Just a brief moment. Open: now there are wispy bits where only blue had been. Seconds later, they […]
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I dream of rituals long since passed To which we brought old photos or wrote our deepest fears. In some […]
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Trigger warning: the hawk in this poem and quote is deceased. In life, majestic sky-flyer, you inspired me By flying […]
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In a dream, I ride a horse over a ridge and find a village filled with people far beyond my […]
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Some people just don’t Get interdependence. Imagine for a moment that The one person who could Keep the earth from […]
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When the news came About your fever I was scared. I feared first for you, For your mama, And your […]
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You asked for creative process, so here you go… Melody or Words “Do you write the music or the lyrics […]
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Someone will say there is nothing New here. And that is fine. Let them say it. You can know your […]
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i cannot sleep not even eat just want to get this out of my mind this has been on for […]
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Snow has always refreshed my palette. Like a thorough washing of my prejudices Or a complete cleansing of my misunderstandings, […]
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