Tuesday, December 14, 2010


The sky holds my mood captive
entangled in folds of burnt amber
tossing about my fury, my wrath
that threatens to dissipate into the blue yonder
ever changing directions and patterns
as the north wind sees fit
never minding my need to settle flames
that singe and destroy, releasing the charge of blame
for myself onto others
holding out, holding on
as the sky just giggles at times
at the waste and neglect
of such a beautiful winter sunset

©2010 Stevie Strang

Saturday, October 30, 2010

One more day and the writing begins...NaNoWriMo 2010

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Thursday, August 26, 2010

"Here, take a picture of this!" said the Sky

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

losing count
of all the food recalls
victory garden

Friday, August 13, 2010

Got An Email From My Bank....EIEIO

Got an email today from my bank
Telling me
That my overdraft was used.
Called my bank
Told the polite man on the other end of the phone
That I did not have an overdraft
And did not remember authorizing his bank
To take any money
Out of any of my accounts
That his bank so generously opened for me
Four years ago, with no monthly service charges,
As advertised.
I asked the polite man why his bank
All of a sudden
Was charging a service fee,
Pretty much behind my back,
When so many other banks were not?
With confidence, the man politely said
Let me take a look, let's see
Twenty-five dollars was transferred from one account
To cover a monthly service charge on your other account.
I stopped him and said
Didn't you hear me
I don't pay monthly service charges
As advertised, by your bank.
Then, I noticed another fee
For thirty-five dollars
And asked
What is that fee for?
And he said
That fee was for using your overdraft.
Now, let me get this straight
Your bank took money
Out of one of my accounts
That I rarely use,
To pay for a monthly service fee
That was never disclosed to me,
And then your bank
Charged an outrageous overdraft fee on top of that?
The nice man did not speak.
I continued,
Thieves go to jail
For taking money out of bank accounts
Without permission.
This is so wrong
Especially since your bank just got bailed out
Of an imploding debt with my taxes!
Still no comment from the nice man.
Now, a bit agitated, I told him
I do not have an overdraft
I do not want an overdraft
I do not need an overdraft
And your bank does not have my permission
To ever use an overdraft.
I know it's not your fault, you are just a puppet
But, please, Sir,
Remove the thirty-five dollar fee
Your bank imposed on my account
And put back the twenty-five dollars
Your bank illegally took out of my other account
You can also tell your bank
That this type of behavior
Is exactly the reason
Why this Country
Is so very angry
And will not
Take it

Monday, July 05, 2010

explaining the word 'freedom'
to the grandchildren

Saturday, June 05, 2010

New Haiga accepted for the fantastic Ezine, "Ink, Sweat & Tears"

Thursday, May 06, 2010

Removed to submit

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

New Short Story Non-Fiction by Stevie Strang

The new issue of


is available to read online

or "clutch in your hands"!


Page 29

"The SWEATER" by Stevie Strang

Sunday, March 21, 2010

World Poetry Day

Can I...
catch a ride
away from here
take me somewhere
very dear
to my heart
and my soul
do it now
make me whole
free my mind from
this weary rot that
inhabits my brain
and makes it clot
fly me to freedom
this very date
and release me
from deadlines
that are

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Tuesday, February 16, 2010


Thursday, January 14, 2010

There are days when...

There are days when

I just want to sit on lake's shore

reading, writing poetry

while sipping on a warm cup

of Earl Grey tea

watching the ducks

flitter about their play

and reminisce about long lost loves

Then, there are days

that I just want to go to Haiti

and do what I can to help.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

...it's complicated

No one ever said it was easy
we go up, we go down
around and around
can't quite figure out how we got there...
need to take the time to stop, listen and learn
in the end it will always turn out
one way or the other
and if it doesn't turn out
the way you expected
then turn it into a piece of art,
frame it, so you'll always have it
to look back on, and remember
to never go that way again.

Thanks for the lesson Dad.

Tuesday, January 05, 2010