Poem 0078 for Anita – just(is)

Posted by Stan Stewart (Sawyer) on January 25, 2011 under Stan Stewart | Read the First Comment

It just is.
I can’t explain it.
It has meaning that’s not too particular.

It just is.
Without presumption,
Without assumption or corruption.

It just is.
You know what I mean?
Is it something you have seen or breathed?

It just is
Something we need more of
And something we can’t really do without.

It just is
If our world is to survive,
Find peace, and release the wronged.

It just is.
Feeling, sight, mindless,
Mindful, tenuousness and temerity

All rolled up
Into one thing that just is.
And perhaps that’s why we call it

Justice.
No matter how a mind might
Want to completely do without it
Not have to think about it
It just is.

~ by Stan Stewart

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Poem 0077 for Anita – forgive

Posted by Stan Stewart (Sawyer) on January 24, 2011 under Stan Stewart | Read the First Comment

Seven:
What do I know about 7′s?
Not that much.

I know that they get
Used when Jesus
Talks about forgiveness.

“Seventy times seven”.

Is there something magic
About seven?
I don’t know.

I think the real point is
“Keep forgiving until you lose count.”

OK. That’s what I’ll aim for.

Who do I have to forgive?
Counting myself?

(More math.)
One plus …

~ by Stan Stewart

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Poem 0076 for Anita – open and sing

Posted by Stan Stewart (Sawyer) on January 23, 2011 under Stan Stewart | Read the First Comment

Open the curtainsBows, bells and snow
Of the soul
And let the
Sun of day
Shine.

The heart closed
Is the heart frozen.
Solid and impenetrable,
It lets nothing in and
Nothing out.

Hearts can sing
A song not yet heard
And sorely needed by
A friend.

The soul so
Exposed does not
Have to let the cold in:
Only the light.
The heart
Opened does not
Invite the noise
From outside,
But only the
Shining brightness
Of day
And night.

~ by Stan Stewart

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Poem 0075 for Anita – choose

Posted by Stan Stewart (Sawyer) on January 21, 2011 under Stan Stewart | 2 Comments to Read

There are moments when
No muse comes. I am
Hounded by lists not
Yet accomplished
And expectations not
Yet met.

There are moments when
The inspiration seems to flow.
I am gifted with a presence:
As if the divine was my blood;
A kind of grace for which
I give extreme thanks.

~ by Stan Stewart

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Poem 0074 for Anita – bright

Posted by Stan Stewart (Sawyer) on January 20, 2011 under Stan Stewart | Be the First to Comment

When sun glints off snow
It is a
Brilliant
Moment of
Creativity.Winter Glint

This creative force
Does not have to “think”
For a moment to
Make such
Wonder.
There is no gigantic
Effort required.

All of the requirements
Were already
Around — available, if you will –
And at a moment’s notice
Become — are made into — a
Bright
Beacon.

All we have to do
Is open our eyes.

~ by Stan Stewart

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