For Remembrance Day

My Remembrance Day poem...     The Angels Weep   The raindrops fall against the poppies gently across the petals   Hiding angel tears from skies of grey among the fields of poppies  

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New Anthologies

So I have two new book releases to announce, one that's been out for a week or so (I know I'm late on that one) and one that just came on pre-order. First up is the new Canadian horror anthology, Abandon: 13 Tales of Impulse, Betrayal, Surrender, & Withdrawal. The book is chock full of talented... Continue Reading →

A Poem for Remembrance Day

Row on Row Names etched in stone, permanent ghosts of war Their silenced voices wreathed in red poppies and dried tears The cold winds blow mourning across haunting footsteps Trace your fingers against names etched in stone The past is buried here, in blaring echoes and booming guns Fallen remnants and remains; permanent ghosts of... Continue Reading →

Today is Release Day!

Horror Haiku Pas de Deux releases into the great book wilds today! Here's where you can find it.     In the shadows—voices. Calling, screaming, moaning. Countless tongues telling tales... of Hell of Monsters and Unnatural Things Come chase the dark words, fall into the spell of terror and sit with the poetic weaver as... Continue Reading →

Horror Haiku Pas de Deux

My second book of horror poetry is published! The ebook is now available on Amazon and Smashwords for pre-order with an official release date of October 1st. It will be up on other online retailers shortly, with the print version to follow soon.  Here's a look at the new book.    Horror Haiku Pas de... Continue Reading →

National Poetry Month: Fractured Vision

Fractured Vision Predict sound bytes, troglodytes, new age, that alternate spin Hunkered down against parasites may the unaware world begin New age, that alternate spin disregard inconvenient veracity May the unaware world begin on the coattails of hapless audacity Disregard inconvenient veracity, hunkered down against parasites On the coattails of hapless audacity predict sound bytes,... Continue Reading →

National Poetry Month: To You Alone

To You Alone To you alone I write pen my thoughts and heart Here, alone, at night Faithful words, yet, finite my love’s flawless art To you alone I write My emotions, they take flight round and round they dart Here, alone, at night I still love you, oh, despite betrayal and worlds apart To... Continue Reading →

National Poetry Month: Roses Are Red

Roses Are Red Roses are red, my love, soft crimson or scarlet The colour of velvet wine so cloying like blood I remember the red rain that night petals falling And the half open window, breeze fluttering spattered curtains Roses are red, my love bang, bang you’re dead © A. F. Stewart 2017 All Rights... Continue Reading →

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