Verse – A Septet for My 70s

Verse — A Septet for my 70s
(Late-blooming Stoner)

I was not a ’60s child–
Yes, it’s true I had a beard,

But the Church beat in my head
That at all times choose the good.

Do not drink and do not smoke…
Not to mention, do not toke…

Now the pills for all my ills.

  • Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL, Oct. 24, 2015
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About Gordon C. Stewart

I've always liked quiet. And, like most people, I've experienced the world's madness. "Be Still! Departure from Collective Madness" (Wipf and Stock Publishers, Jan. 2017) distills 47 years of experiencing stillness and madness as a campus minister and Presbyterian pastor (IL, WI, NY, OH, and MN), poverty criminal law firm executive director, and social commentator. Our cat Lady Barclay reminds me to calm down and be much more still than I would be without her.

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