Life is not a drill. I don’t get to rehearse Until one day It’s suddenly The performance. Even when I Am alone, Everything I do Is on stage. Getting my act Together Is a really good idea. ~ spontaneously composed by Stan Stewart ~ Copyright 2016 by Stan Stewart and muz4now, inc. All Rights Reserved. […]
Suspended in this Digression from The season that has Supposedly arrived, I hang between snow And sun. Drawn to each one In its own way, I hover. Distracted, each Longing takes Me further from what Is right in front of me Until desire and longing Come together, Making now and Now and now all that
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.
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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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
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
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
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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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
This will be a very short post. It may not be the same for everyone, but sometimes words get in the way of my imagination. Twitter has been a good “teacher” in this regard. By forcing me to limit my verbalization to 140 characters, it allows the imagination to emerge in place of more words. One
