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	Craig H. Stewart
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Craig H. Stewart, 8 april 2012

I Won't Let Go.

My heart is adrift, from black-less depths I gape and gulp another stone
into my guts, bubbled burp from Davy Jones adrift and muffled softly
popping foam, atop the cresting buttresses I gaze into the dark...

insensed with extra vascular implosion, a sense of outside1 turning
in from azure to crimson, flimsy tendrils fall from high above and join
into the dance, i can't remember time or space or place, i have you,
still...

Typhoon crescendo, muted blue and tasted perfume, I am not alone...
wrinkled fingers tempt my face into a smile... hold on to me I wont let
go, as Zeus rains silken flame and bellows forth, into the belly of the
world... hold on to me I won't let go.

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Craig H. Stewart, 24 december 2011

Awakened.

Eloquant rapture charged through synapse trees
Purest sunlight strikes and peals,
Amonst the echoes now I feel
Awakened.

Bizzare, blunted recollection
Jaded face against the cold
Faded race of mice and mould
Upon the cuspate edge we danced
Drunk upon concocted felicity.

As sure as fetid fruit must fall unto the ground
Cracked wide and vibrant, with charcoal plumed ravens
Picking swollen worms with ardent yellow beak,

As sure as fetid fruit must fall
So shall we all.

I have felt amoungst the steady breaths
And many murmers spake upon the earth
Spinning wheels of glistening stars
From outer space to inner halls
Black velvet sky to red velvet heart.

Eloquant rapture charged through synapse trees
Purest sunlight strikes and peals,
Amonst the echoes now I feel
Awakened.

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Craig H. Stewart, 12 december 2011

Quicksand.

The fires have burned low to shimmering embers,
Scattered across the floor like a million dying suns
they sputter their last into the cold, smoking sand.

Now the silence and the darkness, reach icy fingers
around my battered mind, fill my stomach with sorrow
and my broken heart with longing, so pure and
unyielding, i wonder, will i see the sun again?

familiar sounds echo through my mind... the way you
laughed, the way you cried, each memory entwined, a
searing lash combined from woven hatred and
everlasting time.

I hate you Fate, you spiteful sprite, made both from
darkness and of light, you give us beauty and
heart-felt love, just to smash us down from high
above. in the light, when you dance, we all dance
with you, but when the sun goes out, you bury us

all...

In the quicksand my feet start to sink, tiny grains
of glass grating all around my toes,
deeper now i go...
The rising flow, sand and water, tears and sorrow...

I have nothing left, no vines to climb, no ropes are
thrown towards me this time, the rising cold is in
my soul and i'm going... going...

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Craig H. Stewart, 11 december 2011

Moonlight, Daybreak.

a flame in the night, beacon.
warmth and hope, beckon,
to be with friends and banish the night,
pull a loved one close and tight,
breathe the mist of love and fire,
as purfume turns to sweet memory.

morning dawns,
pale aurora sweeps the scent from my mind,
burning wood turns to choking ash,
the fire in my heart is as grey as dust.

the sun grows higher,
casting light were there once was shadow,
memories become as clear as pure crystal,
do i look into the sun or to the ground?
where new life grows...

as the sun sinks into the tangerine candyfloss sky,
my thoughts are clear,
new life, new beginnings make the world,
my light is with you, now and forever.

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Craig H. Stewart, 11 december 2011

Unexpected.

The best things in life are unexpected,
Like a red tailed arrow, loosed in the dark,
Flying straight and true to hit the bulls-eye,
The mark,
The apple,
My heart.
A silver thought,
Born from a fearless void,
Quick like lightening,
Loud like thunder,
Unmistakeably powerful, yet pure...
Like the first sonorous cry of a newborn baby,
As she greets the dawn sky.

The best things in life are unexpected,
Like Charlies golden ticket,
Always elusive,
Vaporous,
Transparent,
Ethereal,
Yet one simple gesture can spin solid gold,
A look,
A laugh,
A word,
Your hand in mine and mine in yours.

The best things in life are unexpected.

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Craig H. Stewart, 10 december 2011

I Smile.

An inward breath, sharp, but not distressed as flesh is kissed and stroked, caressed.
My finger tips press like dewdrops rest on gossamer strands of spiders web.
Butterfly kisses dance inside as electricity sparks from eye to eye as I, touch and tease,
kiss and squeeze, your eyes say yes and your smile says please.
two peaks, guardian sentinels dormant, but for one touch as light as gossling down upon them,
standing to attention, their steadfast reserve belays the passion building deep
inside.

Your legs like slender willow, the lamplight glow upon them shows, skin as smooth as silk,
with elegant feet and dainty toes below and rising further up I go, sliding lips and tounge
i feel my way inside you now, your breath intakes again, and again, and again...
Faster now your breath becomes, and little moans begin to run, building steam inside you as
you press my lips upon you.

As the butterflies turn into shining birds, sunlight bursts from golden beak as a
million aurora feathers burn, ecstacy inside your soul, your breath becomes a primal call
of pleasure, as you shake and quiver, upon my lips, I smile.

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Craig H. Stewart, 10 december 2011

Earth Meets Fire.

As I lay down, resting head on perfumed earth,
caring fingers caress my ears and kiss my neck,
whispering a thousand words.

As blade of grass dances to wind's serenade,
with leaf and tree and rock and stream,
I listen.

Through blazing sun I used to fly, a solar wind upon my face,
catching fiery light inside and never knowing how or why,
faster than a beam of light ever guided by unseen gravity
and always reflecting, never resting,
never resting.

Untill I see you, sparkling blue and green, serene...
your song atracts my soul like golden flower and buzzing bee.
I see... the roots of trees dig deep, steadfast resolve and
evergreen they sway and swing as you breath.

As I lay down, resting head on perfumed earth,
I listen and learn and love.

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Other poems: I Won't Let Go., Awakened., Quicksand., Moonlight, Daybreak., Unexpected., I Smile., Earth Meets Fire.,