Stewart Acuff

Nov 12

Another first Monday in November

Another first Monday in November Another election eve Another train ride It doesn’t much matter where If it’s some place workers have something to win Or something to lose It’s better to ride the train on these nights than the

Nov 7

Peace

Finding the peace not always easy As I withdraw into that place within That connects to us all–the soul Going to hear what is for me And maybe what is for you No idea if what I feel and

Nov 6

We can’t and won’t quit

Layin’ in bed exhausted Tried to explain the loss of democracy Tonight on tv Clear to me My vote and yours not worth billions of dollars Plutocracy or oligarchy done cancelled us out We can’t and won’t quit, seen this

Aug 7

Dark descended

I’ll be on my good friend John Case’s Winners and Losers radio show today and I’ll be reading this new poem. Dark descended long ago this night Leaving the creatures of the light To their dreams and

Jul 28

An Osprey

I just saw an osprey straining against the sky And the perpetual pull of the earth As she carried a small rockfish over the Chesapeake Taking it to her babies waiting in the giant nest new this

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

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