Hi,
Hope everything is going well with you.

I have moved to Wix and am making great progress constructing my web site.

The web site will list all books I have written as well as those in progress and will most likely start with the availability of 4 volumes of poetry and two of the draw-it-yourself books, and as soon as I obtain enough money from my super after my retirement in January 2015 I will begin to arrange for the publication of several of my novels via a print on demand publisher and also publish them in e-pub formats.

Well that’s it for now and I will again end with a poem from the Love and Other Memories volumes

Regards

Tony Stewart

ps. this may be an out of sequence blog … sorry

Today’s Poem

Last Night (I Had a Bad Dream)
by Tony Stewart

Last night I had a bad dream
I was a little scared
I cried a little bit
But I’m sure that nobody heard
and I doubt that anybody cared

Because my mother didn’t come in
And check that I was alright
I could hear my father’s snoring
And in the next bed – my brother never stirred
not once throughout the night

But it wasn’t easy
To go back to sleep again
Because I was left wondering
About the the dream that caused me pain

I had dreamt of Hobgoblins
Tickling my toes and feet
And humongous, gigantic frothy waves
In a sea of soft drink – that tasted oh so sweet

I had dreamt of flying sea gulls
And Pelicans and some fish
That all ended up inside my boat
Then cooked – and placed upon my plate

And then I started sinking
Into that bubbly cordial sea
My mouth swallowed so much drink
I was feeling sick as I could be

When out of nowhere
A hand reached down to me
Pulled me quickly back to land
Away from the frothy sea

But instead of feeling safe again
A spider changed my mind
As he wandered down his web
And ran onto my arm

Not only was he black and red
But his teeth were very green
And as his saliva ran down his chin
I felt like I should start to scream

But before I got the chance
To run as far as I could
The spider disappeared
Replaced by a length of wood

But not just a piece of normal wood
This was green and blue
Sparkling like the brightest star
I wondered what it would do

It spun and spun
And turned around
Then suddenly it was no longer a piece of wood
It was a snake upon the ground

Now this was all too much for me
Snakes and spiders, and soft drink sea
So I woke up and stayed awake
From three o’clock – ‘till it was time for school for me

And when my mother
The next morning asked why I looked so tired
I tried to explain
The dreams that I’d had as the night expired

But she just laughed
And then she said
Not to mix peanuts and jam, and chocolate on my bread
Just before I went to bed

I wish I could take her
Through the worlds that I walk at night
To crabs with two heads
And giants with bad breath that give me such a fright

To lands of monkeys that eat cheese
And purple dogs and cats
To where I can really fly
And sing just like a little bird

Then perhaps she would see
And perhaps she’d understand
That my days – sometimes
Are just like my dreams
mainly very strange to comprehend
and often end up
with my mouth exuding screams

And when my days are like a bad dream
Sometimes I get scared
like an insect being looked at by a bird
And then I cry just a little
But nobody ever listens
my screams are never heard