Poetry and Stories by Steve S.
4Q: Let’s talk about Under the Red Sheets first – a collection of short stories and poems about tantalizing subjects.
SS: Under the Red Sheet started out as a collection of poems and stories, mostly around relationships and sex, but as time went on it grew into something else. Yes sex is still part of it, but the book itself goes through the cycle of flirting, dating, shyness, relationships, sex, and loss and breakup. The short stories are just another way to look at these subjects, and oh yes there is a fair amount of humor in there as well.
4Q: A Journey with the Lady has received some very pleasant reviews. What’s it about and what inspired this story?
SS: A Journey with the Lady is my first book of poetry and prose and it deals with paganism. The poems in it look at how it is being a witch in today’s society, how it’s like to “come out of the broom closet”. It also has teaching poems, chants, and poems relating to ritual. Some of the poems have been used in Wiccan rituals. Also there are more fanciful poems, including a whole chapter of poems on a theme of humor, a poor gentleman who keeps bumping into supernatural creatures. Journey was a way for me to explore and study my faith more closely, one in which I continue today.
4Q: Please share a childhood memory or anecdote.
SS: The past is the past, though it does tend to make us what we are, I do not try to dwell on it. Having said that it was not that my childhood was bad or horrible, it is behind me. Though if there is one thing it would be this, when I was 11 days old it was found out that my esophagus was not fully formed. It took an immediate operation to correct the situation, and due to complications I nearly died three times in those two weeks that followed.
4Q: Where’s your favorite place to write and please share what gets your creative juices flowing.
4Q: Anything else you’d like to add?
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An Excerpt from Under the Red Sheet
(Copyright is held by the author. Used with permission)
One Last Dance
Out on the floor the young couples twirl,
Tonight is the night of the old barn dance,
To the young ones it is all for a chuckle or a giggle,
Not for all for old memories are again once alive.
He sits in the corner and watches the kids dance,
Old he is that is true but in his mind still young,
She is gone now having passed just last year.
Here he sits forgotten in a corner,
His kids, now adults with kids of their own have left him there,
But as he watches the couples dance he relives his time with her.
They would dance the night away in each others arms,
Remarked it was that they made such a perfect couple.
And in his mind he dances with her still and always will,
His love has gone and he knows he soon will join her,
But right now he sits and watches the youngsters.
His little granddaughter asks him to dance; smile at her he does,
But he must decline for his old legs will not let him anymore.
Instead he holds her and she rambles on about all she has seen this night.
Soon she is off again chasing her brothers and he is again left alone.
She is always with him; for he can feel her nearby like he always could,
So he watches and taps his foot to the music and relives the past,
Tapping with the beat his foot goes, but then his foot stops.
Later they find him sitting in the corner with a smile on his face,
Crying and sobbing they say oh why has he gone?
He has gone to join his love for one last dance.
By Steve S 08/09/2016
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