Stewart Acuff

Jun 13

The Way Home

Proud to say that my poem “The Way Home” just got published in Political Affairs. Is it the steel on steel Or the imperfections Of steel rails laid on wooden ties That create the rockin’ all night long From

Jun 4

The Southern sky

The rain woke me this morning The Southern sky opened, pouring Out all she had, thunder roaring Its own accompanying catharsis No tender rain this morning But a full blown raging rain Intent on emptying the sky Of its burden too

May 21

The Warmth of Sunshine

Spring slides into and through the house Now breathed by the breeze off the gentle rain Meant to water the thirst of new growth Now spring wafts on the warmth of sunshine Sweeping out the cold winter kind Of

May 9

The Committee

My friends, the committee, came to visit tonight They woke me in the tiny hours as they do With their incessant chatter about this slight I must have foolishly made or that comment I rue A regret that

Apr 22

What Do We Do Best Today?

What do we do best today? We make people poor We poison our air and our earth Sounds trite, doesn’t it Like the words of a 12 year old girl Who wants a happy world But consider she could be

Apr 21
The Holiest of Days

The Holiest of Days

This Easter morning For some of us the Holiest of Days My heart filled with joy and gratitude, but My soul wails its fierce fear and undeniable desire To realize with all and for all The promises of our

Apr 7

Winter drags

Winter drags Bare branches sharp against The limitless deep gray that would be sky Feathery flakes drift now almost April And we sigh clad for the cold grown old Another deep gray afternoon Becomes an even more gray twilight We know

Apr 7

Light

This morning as I walked I saw Venus On the empty darkened streets of San Dimas Clear and bright and big and beautiful Beyond any words a stumbling poet could bring to his brain She soon disappeared in

Mar 24

Cuffed, goin’ to jail in Georgia

Watching old friends, real friends, soul friends Cuffed, goin’ to jail in Georgia For fighting for healthcare for the poor Just trying to get the politicians to take The Medicaid offered to the state and it’s poor Poor folks

Mar 4

The source of the cold

The dark and the cold are a physical presence In the tiny hours of this morning When the sun is but a memory of yesterday Long since has this winter moved from a season Just one of four To

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