Paul Stewart

Joined March 2021

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Award-Winning Writer, Poet, Scottish-Italian, Subversive.

The Accidental Poet - Poetry Collection out now!

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In Fugacious Bliss
hold me captive, and Stop - i n h a l e the fresh May breeze in fugacious b l i s s * Thanks for reading! Author's Notes: While trying to think of something for Mike's awesome challenge, I came up with this senryu...It's a bit cheerier and romantic, much like my recent poem, For Ruth. Enjoy!
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
spin me a tale. Content Warning.
spin me a tale (of blood and more) a tale of sin (of pain and gore) of sin regale(introspect) regale a tale(retrospect) a tale to pale (intro... vert?)
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Steppum Eht. Content Warning.
"You know The Muppets are evil incarnate, right?" he asked with a quiver and quake as the blood dispersed from his face "The puppet controls the hand, don't you know?"
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
For Ruth
Sing-sing me a melody in your bad Scottish-Essex accent lift my spirits from the gutter to the sky's grand entrance Tell me you love me
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Paint Me!. Top Story - May 2024.
Paint me! Yes! please Paint me into time indefinite itself! with umber for my searching, eager eyes of love and pain titanium white, yellow ochre and burnt umber, for my skin, my warmth
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
feels like acceptance
Hey there, You... You know who wanted to connect personally, direct one to another, brothers and sisters in arms, suffering through lives with absent charms
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Venit Vidit Vicit
v e n i t And so, as I face the final curtain... I wish for my hyperbolic musings on stonework etchings on a wall behind the Mona Lisa, under the toilets in the Duomo, or shadowing The Creation of Adam
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
we all slum it in the end. Top Story - May 2024.
we all slum it in the end even when we turn dirt to gold refuse to do what we're told turn gold to dirt refuse to do
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
The rain it never stops...
dr i p drop dr i p pitter pitter patter pitter dr i p patterns richer richer patterns pitter patter pitter dr i p drop dr i p
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Paramores, of Shadow and Light
erstwhile lovers at midday collide/collude in their special way leaving us breathless, momentarily in the darkened day, spectacularly
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Eternal, the two
eternal the two, coexisting as opposites, linked by duty, honour and grace intertwined in the cosmic balance permanent in prominence
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Eloquence, her dance
eloquence, her dance, in the sky at day - eat her, rise up and encircle her power, devour it whole, with no remorse or recourse, ever the pragmatist
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets