UNVEILING: “The Giving Tree” Sculpture
The Giving Tree what a great book by Shel Silverstein so sad and poignant. The tree is “Greatness” Grandfather used to tell us around a camp fire. “the tree is stored sunlight” . I loved to watch children swinging on the rope swing in our yard. They came from all around the neighborhood to play what […]
SONG: “When Our Belt Gets Pulled Real Tight”
Lyrics and Music: Walt Stewart / Copyright 2009 / Walt Stewart Studios Maslow’s root Chakras insist we survive Surfing chaos like a raptor T-rex around the hive Huntin’ strange attractors Buffalo dressed all white Eyes open widest when The belt gets pulled real tight Credit defaults, Count-in chickens Or did the egg get the nod […]
SONG: Jagged Old Wound (The Veteran’s Song)
Lyrics and Music: Walt Stewart / Copyright 11-18-2009 / Walt Stewart Studios He was my hero, on that stormy night Wish I‘d done more in that fire fight Should have been me, it could of been me He pushed me away, I wish it been me My heart hurts can’t think at all The tears […]
REPOST: United Airlines Breaks Guitars
Pretty clever, don’t ya think? Clever this is Briliant, thank you so much Dave for not being a Victim. I love that you used your creativity to flip this situation into lemon aid. Bless you. Walt A musician named Dave Carroll recently had difficulty with United Airlines. United apparently damaged his treasured Taylor guitar ($3500) […]
POETRY: My Boss says “You’re Fired”
by: Walt Stewart You’re lateYes, I was illBut, You’re lateI knowI was depressedYou’re fired…sign hereThank youI’m feeling better already
POETRY: Aqua Dulce
by Walt Stewart Dad at first we went with you cause Mom wanted some peace from the ten of us. We went to a world where Men brought deep water up from the earth. They laughed and cussed at themselves in the Texas heat. Lumbering tools bent deep, Sweaty axle grease men who shaped rope, […]
Gold and your portfolio
By: Walt Stewart October 14, 2009 When I was growing up it seemed we where always hearing news of Fort Knox and all the gold inside its vaults. Have you heard anything lately? Oh I know I could Google it right now. But No one seems to talk about the old standard except maybe Ron […]
POETRY: Boys Find Things In The Dirt
October 3, 2009 – by Walt Stewart Summertime, playing marbles with your little brother Lagging crystals, bowlees, and cat’s-eye’s in the dirt Hearing the barking of your saxophone To the beat of square, circle, triangle, and star shaped notes Vibrating through your window screen Raked through each tinny opening freely Squawking bluesy rhythms escaped Unlike your image hidden in your dark […]
POETRY: The Rakuist Lunch
by Walt Stewart October 1, 2009 Exhaling into the Earth Centering her skin Initiating an opening Spirit penetrates her fertile core. Life pulls in all directions Generating a globular shape Death beckons the fruit to its funeral pyre. Smoke, steam, and fumes billow Dancing oxygen starved onlookers Timing their alchemic attack. Clawing into hot coals and […]
STORIES: Train Trestles (the lucky shot)
September 29, 2009 In late Spring we would go and pick blackberries along the railroad tracks near the trestles that crossed White Oak bayou near 34th Street. Once my brothers and a few of our friends got hungry and decided to forage for some berries to eat. It was hot and we where sweaty and […]
