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Stafford’s Law of Irreversible Entropy states: A system that achieved a perfect champagne alignment in its own era cannot be shoehorned back in once the environment has evolved or degenerated beyond it. This is the Staffordian Duality; it is immaterial whether global prospects improved or deteriorated; it only matters that the metric mirror of the past no longer reflects the current modern sinkhole. The most overcrowded vessel is the one that sails on the golden sea of memories.
Topic: Philosophical
Stewart Stafford
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The Outer Wastes by Stewart Stafford

Echoes across the cosmos
Supernovae of Gemini suns,
Truth storms of meteor showers,
Coronas flashing frigid guns.

Spinning stone bedrock cracks,
A diaspora exiled to the void,
Interstellar offspring pushing
Sentience for the ultra-paranoid.

Pandora's black hole gifts,
Astrologer spins a cosmic warning,
Scrubbing up, celestial enlightenment,
Serpentine Adam's apple ripe for boring.

© 2026, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Philosophical
Stewart Stafford
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The Christmas Child by Stewart Stafford

O this world’s resplendent beauty,
Halting breath of sheer mortal me,
Words in my throat pause freely,
My eyes overflow involuntarily.

Salted joy’s bittersweet reign.
Sculptors can your looks ne’er feign,
The greatest reward gifted to me,
Wrenched away in coldest larceny.

Death shall hold no fear, I say,
With your sweet face to light my way,
At precipice edge, a smitten retinue,
My beloved, restored, so we continue.

© 2024, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
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Writing is the spectrum through which the chaos of life can be seen, studied and understood.
Topic: Philosophical
Stewart Stafford
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Beachcomber by Stewart Stafford

Sundial straight, I strode onshore,
Waves pulsing like a foetal lullaby,
Canine companion nestling my knee,
A chef's kiss-of-life breathing space.

Looking glass shimmer at the cliff's base,
Tranquility’s wellspring beneath my feet,
Sanctum of meditation, a paused life retreat,
My seagull eyewitnesses hovering above.

The seclusion sought yielded rewards,
A hit of joie de vivre in its purest form,
The sky’s spotlight and the humid wind,
Senses alive with the lapping, busy tide.

Nascent cloud veils gather at magic hour,
Amber inferno, foretaste of paradise,
Welcomed, savoured, and appreciated,
Driftwood floating home on sunset waters.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
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Arise Reborn! by Stewart Stafford

In cosy choice, the complacent lie,
Teasing open the serpent's eye,
To outflank, usurp then suppress,
A deceiver's mask under duress.

Delusion lays a gossamer snare,
Flicking forked tongues tasting air,
Devotion to clan, a dying dream,
Delirious mining of treachery's seam.

Battle drums as heroes rise,
Saving tribe and land by surprise,
The call to action, your country's plea,
The broad church of necessity.

Lessons echo in infancy's steps,
Territory gained, homeland re-annexed,
Skirmishes coalesce in a patriot's war,
To campfire tales of visionary valour.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
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A Mother Steeled by Stewart Stafford

A haunted mother in despair's glade,
That echoed with her feral screams,
Sifting through tiny bones for reasons,
Catharsis an absent but invited guest.

Healed knees, once bloody, kneel,
Cobwebs wiped, storm damage fixed,
Bittersweet, her baby has taken wing,
His bruises, all of him, now flown above.

Daybreak's star field on the final vigil,
Dropping the self-flagellation whip,
Fragment memories of her infant taken,
Striding forth, her scars a living map.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
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Three-Ring Circus by Stewart Stafford

First love's doubtless light,
Blinded with scorching might,
What little a cloudy eye allows,
Passion's seal on supple brows.

Resplendent in our united phase.
Love's incandesence in full blaze,
No one else existed, gazes locked,
Past emptiness, amnesia-blocked.

Now we pass on a muted, wintry street,
Joyless crime, sounds of splashing feet,
Pained awareness, eyes to the ground,
Mourners part bereft of sorrow's sound.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Relationships
Stewart Stafford
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Unspoken Sonata by Stewart Stafford

Love's lullaby's unheard duet,
Kisses of life drown shallow opinions,
Prejudged by logic, yet set apart,
Our oasis bars the negative legions.

Eternal tongues of a mother lode;
Looks of love, a second-sight ploy,
To visions beyond earthly interpretation;
Dance down darkest paths to ecstatic joy.

Spoiler seers nix romantic ideals;
Abyssal agendas in jealousy's biome,
A caterpillar doxxed for its butterfly shape,
Real love's navigator guides us home.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Halloween can never be a negative, it celebrates the imagination. Everyone is smiling, you see more of your community and neighbours than at any other time, and it makes people believe, young and old, that the world might be a kind, friendly, and helpful place on their journey.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Where Truth Lies by Stewart Stafford

My television lost picture,
Grew lips, told the truth,
Then it finished speaking,
My voice froze after that.

My elderly self turned,
In a white, shining chair,
Cutting my lips from me,
To let the truth ooze out.

The moon in three cups,
Providence's hinterland,
The old bait-and-switch,
Shows truth has no price.

© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.
Topic: Television
Stewart Stafford
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The Musket's Progeny by Stewart Stafford

The musket's progeny, gunpowder's rise,
Heirloom ingot cast in festering dirt,
No scaldy-faced defecator's lies,
Can tarnish gold's immutable worth.

Besmirched, perpetual gleam to my eyes,
Ne'er base, but plundered from thy berth,
Another's private treasure, I cannot despise,
Until thy loan fadeth i' th' afterbirth.

With cloistered secrets to impart,
Our correspondence doth expand,
Let it encompass thy tiny heart,
For when it groweth to understand.

When from distant quays, emotion sails,
My words guide thee in storms and gales.

© Stewart Stafford, 2024. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
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Impostor Times by Stewart Stafford

When dark forces mask your eyes
Happiness, a distant beacon dream
Hope approaches your warming fire
Enjoy a toast, before flavours teem

Each pillar of truth, now a traitor to you
Motherland cut in mercenary march
Bonfires of blood in purification rage
Cuckoos in the nest, gloat in the larch

Rebel droplets, merge into roaring flood
Abort the tyrant's myriad bastard heirs
Expel the puppets to the unyielding sea
Birthplace restored as the patriot dares

© Stewart Stafford, 2024. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope, Motivational
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Stafford’s Law of Irreversible Entropy states: A system that achieved a perfect champagne alignment in its own era cannot be shoehorned back in once the environment has evolved or degenerated beyond it. This is the Staffordian Duality; it is immaterial whether global prospects improved or deteriorated; it only matters that the metric mirror of the past no longer reflects the current modern sinkhole. The most overcrowded vessel is the one that sails on the golden sea of memories.
Topic: Philosophical
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
The Outer Wastes by Stewart Stafford

Echoes across the cosmos
Supernovae of Gemini suns,
Truth storms of meteor showers,
Coronas flashing frigid guns.

Spinning stone bedrock cracks,
A diaspora exiled to the void,
Interstellar offspring pushing
Sentience for the ultra-paranoid.

Pandora's black hole gifts,
Astrologer spins a cosmic warning,
Scrubbing up, celestial enlightenment,
Serpentine Adam's apple ripe for boring.

© 2026, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Philosophical
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
The Christmas Child by Stewart Stafford

O this world’s resplendent beauty,
Halting breath of sheer mortal me,
Words in my throat pause freely,
My eyes overflow involuntarily.

Salted joy’s bittersweet reign.
Sculptors can your looks ne’er feign,
The greatest reward gifted to me,
Wrenched away in coldest larceny.

Death shall hold no fear, I say,
With your sweet face to light my way,
At precipice edge, a smitten retinue,
My beloved, restored, so we continue.

© 2024, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Writing is the spectrum through which the chaos of life can be seen, studied and understood.
Topic: Philosophical
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Beachcomber by Stewart Stafford

Sundial straight, I strode onshore,
Waves pulsing like a foetal lullaby,
Canine companion nestling my knee,
A chef's kiss-of-life breathing space.

Looking glass shimmer at the cliff's base,
Tranquility’s wellspring beneath my feet,
Sanctum of meditation, a paused life retreat,
My seagull eyewitnesses hovering above.

The seclusion sought yielded rewards,
A hit of joie de vivre in its purest form,
The sky’s spotlight and the humid wind,
Senses alive with the lapping, busy tide.

Nascent cloud veils gather at magic hour,
Amber inferno, foretaste of paradise,
Welcomed, savoured, and appreciated,
Driftwood floating home on sunset waters.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Arise Reborn! by Stewart Stafford

In cosy choice, the complacent lie,
Teasing open the serpent's eye,
To outflank, usurp then suppress,
A deceiver's mask under duress.

Delusion lays a gossamer snare,
Flicking forked tongues tasting air,
Devotion to clan, a dying dream,
Delirious mining of treachery's seam.

Battle drums as heroes rise,
Saving tribe and land by surprise,
The call to action, your country's plea,
The broad church of necessity.

Lessons echo in infancy's steps,
Territory gained, homeland re-annexed,
Skirmishes coalesce in a patriot's war,
To campfire tales of visionary valour.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
A Mother Steeled by Stewart Stafford

A haunted mother in despair's glade,
That echoed with her feral screams,
Sifting through tiny bones for reasons,
Catharsis an absent but invited guest.

Healed knees, once bloody, kneel,
Cobwebs wiped, storm damage fixed,
Bittersweet, her baby has taken wing,
His bruises, all of him, now flown above.

Daybreak's star field on the final vigil,
Dropping the self-flagellation whip,
Fragment memories of her infant taken,
Striding forth, her scars a living map.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Three-Ring Circus by Stewart Stafford

First love's doubtless light,
Blinded with scorching might,
What little a cloudy eye allows,
Passion's seal on supple brows.

Resplendent in our united phase.
Love's incandesence in full blaze,
No one else existed, gazes locked,
Past emptiness, amnesia-blocked.

Now we pass on a muted, wintry street,
Joyless crime, sounds of splashing feet,
Pained awareness, eyes to the ground,
Mourners part bereft of sorrow's sound.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Relationships
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Unspoken Sonata by Stewart Stafford

Love's lullaby's unheard duet,
Kisses of life drown shallow opinions,
Prejudged by logic, yet set apart,
Our oasis bars the negative legions.

Eternal tongues of a mother lode;
Looks of love, a second-sight ploy,
To visions beyond earthly interpretation;
Dance down darkest paths to ecstatic joy.

Spoiler seers nix romantic ideals;
Abyssal agendas in jealousy's biome,
A caterpillar doxxed for its butterfly shape,
Real love's navigator guides us home.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Halloween can never be a negative, it celebrates the imagination. Everyone is smiling, you see more of your community and neighbours than at any other time, and it makes people believe, young and old, that the world might be a kind, friendly, and helpful place on their journey.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Where Truth Lies by Stewart Stafford

My television lost picture,
Grew lips, told the truth,
Then it finished speaking,
My voice froze after that.

My elderly self turned,
In a white, shining chair,
Cutting my lips from me,
To let the truth ooze out.

The moon in three cups,
Providence's hinterland,
The old bait-and-switch,
Shows truth has no price.

© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.
Topic: Television
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
The Musket's Progeny by Stewart Stafford

The musket's progeny, gunpowder's rise,
Heirloom ingot cast in festering dirt,
No scaldy-faced defecator's lies,
Can tarnish gold's immutable worth.

Besmirched, perpetual gleam to my eyes,
Ne'er base, but plundered from thy berth,
Another's private treasure, I cannot despise,
Until thy loan fadeth i' th' afterbirth.

With cloistered secrets to impart,
Our correspondence doth expand,
Let it encompass thy tiny heart,
For when it groweth to understand.

When from distant quays, emotion sails,
My words guide thee in storms and gales.

© Stewart Stafford, 2024. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Impostor Times by Stewart Stafford

When dark forces mask your eyes
Happiness, a distant beacon dream
Hope approaches your warming fire
Enjoy a toast, before flavours teem

Each pillar of truth, now a traitor to you
Motherland cut in mercenary march
Bonfires of blood in purification rage
Cuckoos in the nest, gloat in the larch

Rebel droplets, merge into roaring flood
Abort the tyrant's myriad bastard heirs
Expel the puppets to the unyielding sea
Birthplace restored as the patriot dares

© Stewart Stafford, 2024. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope, Motivational
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Stafford’s Law of Irreversible Entropy states: A system that achieved a perfect champagne alignment in its own era cannot be shoehorned back in once the environment has evolved or degenerated beyond it. This is the Staffordian Duality; it is immaterial whether global prospects improved or deteriorated; it only matters that the metric mirror of the past no longer reflects the current modern sinkhole. The most overcrowded vessel is the one that sails on the golden sea of memories.
Topic: Philosophical
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
The Outer Wastes by Stewart Stafford

Echoes across the cosmos
Supernovae of Gemini suns,
Truth storms of meteor showers,
Coronas flashing frigid guns.

Spinning stone bedrock cracks,
A diaspora exiled to the void,
Interstellar offspring pushing
Sentience for the ultra-paranoid.

Pandora's black hole gifts,
Astrologer spins a cosmic warning,
Scrubbing up, celestial enlightenment,
Serpentine Adam's apple ripe for boring.

© 2026, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Philosophical
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
The Christmas Child by Stewart Stafford

O this world’s resplendent beauty,
Halting breath of sheer mortal me,
Words in my throat pause freely,
My eyes overflow involuntarily.

Salted joy’s bittersweet reign.
Sculptors can your looks ne’er feign,
The greatest reward gifted to me,
Wrenched away in coldest larceny.

Death shall hold no fear, I say,
With your sweet face to light my way,
At precipice edge, a smitten retinue,
My beloved, restored, so we continue.

© 2024, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Writing is the spectrum through which the chaos of life can be seen, studied and understood.
Topic: Philosophical
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Beachcomber by Stewart Stafford

Sundial straight, I strode onshore,
Waves pulsing like a foetal lullaby,
Canine companion nestling my knee,
A chef's kiss-of-life breathing space.

Looking glass shimmer at the cliff's base,
Tranquility’s wellspring beneath my feet,
Sanctum of meditation, a paused life retreat,
My seagull eyewitnesses hovering above.

The seclusion sought yielded rewards,
A hit of joie de vivre in its purest form,
The sky’s spotlight and the humid wind,
Senses alive with the lapping, busy tide.

Nascent cloud veils gather at magic hour,
Amber inferno, foretaste of paradise,
Welcomed, savoured, and appreciated,
Driftwood floating home on sunset waters.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Arise Reborn! by Stewart Stafford

In cosy choice, the complacent lie,
Teasing open the serpent's eye,
To outflank, usurp then suppress,
A deceiver's mask under duress.

Delusion lays a gossamer snare,
Flicking forked tongues tasting air,
Devotion to clan, a dying dream,
Delirious mining of treachery's seam.

Battle drums as heroes rise,
Saving tribe and land by surprise,
The call to action, your country's plea,
The broad church of necessity.

Lessons echo in infancy's steps,
Territory gained, homeland re-annexed,
Skirmishes coalesce in a patriot's war,
To campfire tales of visionary valour.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
A Mother Steeled by Stewart Stafford

A haunted mother in despair's glade,
That echoed with her feral screams,
Sifting through tiny bones for reasons,
Catharsis an absent but invited guest.

Healed knees, once bloody, kneel,
Cobwebs wiped, storm damage fixed,
Bittersweet, her baby has taken wing,
His bruises, all of him, now flown above.

Daybreak's star field on the final vigil,
Dropping the self-flagellation whip,
Fragment memories of her infant taken,
Striding forth, her scars a living map.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Three-Ring Circus by Stewart Stafford

First love's doubtless light,
Blinded with scorching might,
What little a cloudy eye allows,
Passion's seal on supple brows.

Resplendent in our united phase.
Love's incandesence in full blaze,
No one else existed, gazes locked,
Past emptiness, amnesia-blocked.

Now we pass on a muted, wintry street,
Joyless crime, sounds of splashing feet,
Pained awareness, eyes to the ground,
Mourners part bereft of sorrow's sound.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Relationships
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Unspoken Sonata by Stewart Stafford

Love's lullaby's unheard duet,
Kisses of life drown shallow opinions,
Prejudged by logic, yet set apart,
Our oasis bars the negative legions.

Eternal tongues of a mother lode;
Looks of love, a second-sight ploy,
To visions beyond earthly interpretation;
Dance down darkest paths to ecstatic joy.

Spoiler seers nix romantic ideals;
Abyssal agendas in jealousy's biome,
A caterpillar doxxed for its butterfly shape,
Real love's navigator guides us home.

© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Halloween can never be a negative, it celebrates the imagination. Everyone is smiling, you see more of your community and neighbours than at any other time, and it makes people believe, young and old, that the world might be a kind, friendly, and helpful place on their journey.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Where Truth Lies by Stewart Stafford

My television lost picture,
Grew lips, told the truth,
Then it finished speaking,
My voice froze after that.

My elderly self turned,
In a white, shining chair,
Cutting my lips from me,
To let the truth ooze out.

The moon in three cups,
Providence's hinterland,
The old bait-and-switch,
Shows truth has no price.

© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.
Topic: Television
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
The Musket's Progeny by Stewart Stafford

The musket's progeny, gunpowder's rise,
Heirloom ingot cast in festering dirt,
No scaldy-faced defecator's lies,
Can tarnish gold's immutable worth.

Besmirched, perpetual gleam to my eyes,
Ne'er base, but plundered from thy berth,
Another's private treasure, I cannot despise,
Until thy loan fadeth i' th' afterbirth.

With cloistered secrets to impart,
Our correspondence doth expand,
Let it encompass thy tiny heart,
For when it groweth to understand.

When from distant quays, emotion sails,
My words guide thee in storms and gales.

© Stewart Stafford, 2024. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope
Stewart Stafford
NOT YET RATED▼
Impostor Times by Stewart Stafford

When dark forces mask your eyes
Happiness, a distant beacon dream
Hope approaches your warming fire
Enjoy a toast, before flavours teem

Each pillar of truth, now a traitor to you
Motherland cut in mercenary march
Bonfires of blood in purification rage
Cuckoos in the nest, gloat in the larch

Rebel droplets, merge into roaring flood
Abort the tyrant's myriad bastard heirs
Expel the puppets to the unyielding sea
Birthplace restored as the patriot dares

© Stewart Stafford, 2024. All rights reserved.
Topic: Hope, Motivational
Stewart Stafford