A.F. Stewart on Poetry Slam Sunday

118It’s THAT Sunday where we dip into the lyrical world of poetry, and today’s offering comes from one of my favorite authors, A.F. Stewart.  Her prose often sounds like poetry with her descriptive phrasing and attention to detail and her work is always comfortingly dark.

These poems are shared from her book, Reflections of Poetry, available on Amazon and Smashwords.  You can view more about this wonderful author, and her many books, on her Amazon profile.  Don’t forget to add your own poems in the comments section or view past Slams.Reflections

And now, please welcome the wonderfully woeful, delightfully dark and ever wealthy with words… A.F. Stewart!

Soldier Boy

Play me a tune for Death;

he has passed this way.

A sad lament, for those

who shed their final blood

on this forlorn battlefield.

Play a song of sorrow

for your fallen friends.

Each and every soul

who shall never grace

again, this vibrant earth.

Captured Beauty on the Rhone

Luminescent stars above those who sleep,

flickering canopy across the sky, to stare,

reflect, within the river, so wide and deep.

Such beauty inspires art to make us weep

that radiant glow laughing in the night air,

luminescent stars above those who sleep.

Shining vines of ethereal reach and creep

and strut along the water, to cavort there,

reflect within the river, so wide and deep.

Light catches river’s embrace, to sweep

away along its course, lacking any care.

Luminescent stars above those who sleep.

Soft, in the murmuring river it will keep

the light of dreams, wishes and prayer.

Reflect within the river, so wide and deep.

Forever, the spectacle to make hearts leap

in joy, in awe, at a glorious sight laid bare.

Luminescent stars above those who sleep,

reflect within the river, so wide and deep.

Inspired by the painting Starry Night Over the Rhone by Vincent van Gogh


Driving across country, wheels spit gravel;

horizon ahead and the day spins to night.

Hands grip the wheel, music blasts, you travel.

Always forward, next job, headlights on bright,

running away, the unending, unbroken flight.

Constant chase of phantoms down open road,

next town in reach, but still far out of sight,

on your journey to pay back what is owed

Against the dark, forlorn, yet you will fight

as wheels roll on toward sunset tonight.

About Angela Yuriko Smith

Angela Yuriko Smith is an American poet, publisher, and author with over 20 years of experience in newspaper journalism. She co-publishes Space and Time magazine with author husband Ryan Aussie Smith. For more information visit SpaceandTime.net
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2 Responses to A.F. Stewart on Poetry Slam Sunday

  1. Thanks for for inviting me.

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