Stories whispered from the lives of others, my own life, or animate objects full of their own truths.
There was a brief moment of turning away from the heart wind But a turn is the beginning of a revolution and the earth revolves making the sun go Up and down Up and down And a birds wings go Up and down And up and down And so my heart goes up and down … Continue reading
You were the gap in the curtains that let the light come in But it was my hands that pushed the fabric aside to let the love all the way in and now i am the light that fills a room. -Paige Stewart Photo by Cecile Hournau Continue reading
Do you sit inside you, like i sit inside me? I am forever looking out to the otherness I see bridges linking this to that Cars going here and there. I see so much, and do so little. I could really use a bridge right now, even if it were invisible just to bring the … Continue reading
maybe my poems and words aren’t for you maybe you find them lacking maybe you throw yourself against them maybe you have no time for such things maybe my poems and words aren’t for you they aren’t for you maybe i’m not even speaking or asking or attempting anything at all maybe that bothers you … Continue reading
The window shade is breathing in and out A wave of stillness and then a sudden and shuddering inhale. A GASP. As though the outside were holding it’s breath TOO. -Paige Stewart Photo Credit – Anna Jones Photography Continue reading
shake, shake, shudder You just stood up to realize the dance has been forever Take your hair down now let your feet rise to meet the rhythm Forget yourself in the falling down steps Drop yourself into your heart and be not your head Ah… see how the music goes and goes each step and … Continue reading
even the crickets hold their breath as the sun goes down as the last rays stream out. as i let my dark heart set. soon a single star will roam freely -Paige Stewart Continue reading
From the river they came born from bigger things and worn smooth by time as we all are They felt perfect, when held all true and simple nothing garish about them as we once were together they balanced and did not fall so unique each shape as we all are left like this they … Continue reading
-Art David Hayward Solace lingers in pine trees along a ridge swaying to the music the moonlight makes as it enters the atmosphere -Paige Stewart Continue reading
Watercolor by Allison Kunath If I could give the whole world the gift of this, this moment when all goes still When the breath goes deeper and deeper towards our truth. a Truth that at the bottom of every well is an endless Spring, draw up from that well expansion is our birthright ~Paige Stewart Continue reading
