all the things i said i said i would do before the sun came out and wanted me to enjoy it

Today, I am reminded of a poem I wrote in Australia. It was 7am, I was walking with my feet in the ocean on Bondi Beach. It was my favorite time of day. Peace, bliss, energy, sunlight ; it was freedom. This untitled poem is my most favorite one I’ve written, I think. There are so many! I’m in the process of picking my favorites so I can have a new book out later this year. Enjoy! As the waves crashed on the shore,the wind washed them away.And as I walked along the sand,I felt I could not stray.For I was walking towards the sun,and it was a brand new day.Casie Stewart 2004

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subway poem #0021

Sexy Asian couple Speaking French from France Russian soldier beside my seat Killed over a thousand lost his soul Young and vulnerable shake it up Catch the rocket ride the subway Transient dimensions take it slow Speaking language beyond boundariesTranslating sound beyond experience♥ It’s Friday and I wish you a good weekend.

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dear doctor, please prescribe vacation

i’d like to stay homeand not wear pantsand not stand upand not go out laze aroundin silence andspend time withmy thoughts spend time withmy thoughts

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hey yo its cold outside ( a rhyme for you chilly willys)

hey yo, i woke up to sunshine, but the weather’s on decline put on my white tights an’ pulled ’em up so high keepin’ me so warm and safe from the cold storm the wind chill is freezin’ and my cold’s got me sneezin’ wanna stay in my hot bed with my hat on my cold head don’t wanna get frost bite, if i go out i just might put on my snow shoe, grab a cup of a warm brewtime to huddle together and brace for the weatherits winter in the city but I ain’t feelin’ shittyenjoy. stay in. make love ♥

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art is for the making

my art is here

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Sweet Tasing Vodka Drinks

I sit and drinkand write and suchand around meis life and love so muchstill why and whenI’m tough and feel so down,not worthy of a crown.Tattooed friends and vodka drinksaround we sit and share our thinksno matter what fun we doits always me, alive and trueAnd as i sit, the friends are gonea little drunk, a bit withdrawni know for sure its me i love,but to share my heart,that, i think of.

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