Stewart Watkins

Stewart Watkins Poems


Never lose that luminous light
Especially when the veil of night befalls
Always continue the good fight
Even when dreams seemingly forestall

Memories so many scratching at my brain
So many to ponder just wondering why things can't be the same

But silly of me to conjure such thoughts

Low, way below the wrought, rain and sun-beaten asphalt of man
Dwell empty, hungry, crying souls in search of the master's plan

Some black and some white, some young and some old

I stared the ugly truth in its face
Then I boldly walked away from shame and disgrace

So many beautiful years were taken

Jazz extraordinaire
Big Satchel Mouth a-blowin'
Trumpet a blarin'
New Orleans Second Lining

You are the author of this book
The words, sentences, paragraphs, and chapters
Write, and write well, so nothing is mistook
So this book, your book, can dwell hereafter

All these years of blood, sweat, and tears;
the undying will to carry on despite all the debilitating fears

Just being there is what I've longed to see;

I went down by the river
just the other day
I sat on my favorite granite
as I gently caressed a kyanite

In 1960, I was introduced to the world in a place called Rome
A place where gladiators battled at center stage, a place so far away from home
Young, robust, handsome; nah, 'pretty' that's right, 'pretty'
A product of Louisville, Kentucky with so much confidence, promise, and ability

On the floor or the ground
It doesn't matter just as long as you get down

Get down for your health

I thought these sunglasses were cool and wore so well
But if you look closely, one can see they have a dark story to tell

A story of lies, deception, disrespect, and co-dependency

A whisper gently in the night
One that sweetly lingers into daylight

And into days, weeks, months, and years

Standing beside the great ocean blue...
feeling the cool breeze and hearing the waves too

Standing at the foot of Mt. Kilimanjaro....

There is something peculiar in our midst
For the first time, man has never been so distant from an authentic kiss
But today,

Soulful, melodious injections....
Rendering soothing pulsations

Sweet sensations to the spine....

Up, up arduous hills
Coasting down feeling the thrills

Through the forest and back to asphalt

To soar like an eagle, high, way high in the sky
To explore spaces and places others fear to go, confident my heart knows why
To be self-assured, directed, focused, and free
To fly above the treetops and overlook 'Mother Earth' and know that I must forever be ME

Evadin' and duckin' like the plague
Spinnin' and shootin' like an Olajuwon fade

My shot! I am shootin'

Hurry! Hurry!
All aboard the Cosmic Trane
Where the mind runs free and the soul feels no pain
A location for the elevation of humanness to the existential realm of salvation


A cool caliginous
Crickets in their abode talking
A desolate street with no lights

The Best Poem Of Stewart Watkins


Never lose that luminous light
Especially when the veil of night befalls
Always continue the good fight
Even when dreams seemingly forestall

Keep a moving and a shaking
Stand down to rest but only for a moment
Elude all imposters who are out a faking
While staying the course on the road of atonement

Never placate that natural burning fire within
Keep fanning the flames with faith, hard work, and self-esteem
Because there are more than enough outside who do not want you to win
So get aligned with the Most High and protect your dreams

Never stop believing.....
Just keep dreaming

Never stop learning.....
Keep those dendrites churning

Never stop trying.....
Even while crying

And please, please

Never stop going.....
Just keep growing

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Stewart Watkins Quotes

Generational curses are real, but breaking them is more real. Lace-up them brogans and get to work!

Be patient. You are pregnant with greatness!

Dormancy doesn't have to equate to death. Only the sleeper can determine the outcome.

Go digging and see what you come up with.

Life's conveniences now will be inconveniences later. Do we want now or later?

It is born in the heart but it lives or dies in the mind.

Motivation is the starter. Discipline is the engine. Drive your dreams.

When you awaken to your true self, please, don't dose back off.

Like a palm tree, bend when the wind blows, but breaking is not an option.

Be willing to get uncomfortable to be comfortable.

'Earnestly seek your best life. Walk in your truth daily.'

'If you can go within and find your soul, pat yourself on the back because you're winning'

'Movement doesn't necessarily equate to progress. Be intentional.'

History is cyclical, so write stories today that future generations can enjoy.

'The magic is not in the recipe. It is found in the cook.'

A Rolls Royce isn't less than because someone doesn't like it. It's still a Rolls Royce.

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