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Kleek-kik-ik-ik-ik erupts from a bald eagle’s throat as he carouses within the wind layers of draught elevating right then left. Eyes sharply view a...

Good Morning

morning. Your tongue of day will wrap itself around any skin of bathers who loll on sandy beaches where sharks patrol endlessly.

Momma Don't Cry

An eager young fisherman knew he was lost. Foolishly took a short-cut from a well-worn path. And snow continued to fall – a surprise situation before...

Listen

to the whispers— A child’s cry in the stillness during twilight A loon’s lullaby calling from a bay somewhere in the vastness of space Growing ones...

The Wind 2

is a whisperer evolving from stirring at birth to ruffling dormant leaves shaking with glee and a garden of trees meld into newly acquired shapes...

The Wind Sways

in a wildwood of breaths pushing handily against tall-stemmed lilies. Yellow colours adopting attention from a vase of inspired energy until...

So Long

so low I’m gonna find me a dry place tonight where the body is warm not so last night by another man’s fence along with the cats and fighting. They...

Na-Na is Gone

She loved you so much – child. Now Na-Na is part of God’s garden way up in the sky. Sometimes she hides behind a star and twinkles from the dark. Yes...

Courage Forward

I walk up these steps with grace when I shouldn’t doctors said but I know the satisfaction overcoming in spite of the pain in my legs.

Twilight Strokes

evening’s sky as shadows lurk upon low tide’s gleam. A pastel of colour those images are and soon the scene will collapse into all of nothing...
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A Roar Too Often

Sammy is ten dad’s home again. Children crowd around mom so he can’t bother her some more. Haven’t seen him 3 days gone since pay day. Left for the...

Epigram

Rusty colours from an Autumn carpet lead me through trails of crunching leaves surrounded by a palisade of trees and the impatient wind ushers me...

Why Do

poets write about love? Is it because of one sweet face the kind that pulls you into a pair of lips fire-smooth and attractive as lightning in the...

The Wind is Similar

to sword thrusts lancing your face with chills among a trembling copse of aspen – white bark reflecting lightness among my searching for someone to...

I See. I See

Mr. M. slouching against the building wall his family in apt 3 other side awakening with sounds of movement – he hears their rush to brush teeth and...

She Sits

in a small shadowy room twilight gone astray alone again. He called and cancelled the date. Doesn’t understand her loss of another good person-- a...

A

Chick-a-dee is busy as a bee-- it flits and twists tosses and turns. I think it could flip flap-jacks too.

Some Day

I will straddle the ocean and race across its tidal bore overcoming the flow of current creasing my bow-- a canoe on Northumberland Strait heading to...

A First Chance

A first chance to kiss the ocean and feel its rush upon my toes-- the largeness of its power slap currents against the shoreline noisy gulls above...

In Days

In days of yonder forest now grown tall and green I left sparks of energy from my youth among the streams and now older in a land I still remember...
Cherry

I exist

I exist in the DNA of my children and in the heart and lips of my wife – the forest where I trailed miles and its beauty of animals and trees birch...

Rejoice

There is a shadow that once followed me it breathed fire and fear within my spirit and caused me to stumble often. Each time I arose I fell. Each...

The Ocean Coughs

As the ocean roils salty water coughs up sand & pebbles scattered in humps aside the shore and at times leftover debris from ships ahoy long...

Not Much

to eat these 1952 days cupboard’s bare and three children watch mom searching for something to place on the table. Patience in the house once again...

Rain

drops create warm puddles of wet sloppy slops that hide in your hair then crawl down your face so you can lick them and that is cool too.
Cherry

Autumn

children arriving at four weather now says 12 C you better believe winds apparent winter change coming slowly -- definitely surely.

A Jewel

Among a forest of green Kennabi kingly rests as tall wind-soaked trees stand whispering still and near his stately shore the water floods. Below pine...
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A Natural Scene

From his boulder-white site a seagull views his royal domain stares with far-seeing eyes reflecting an ocean’s ribbon of crests favoured by windy...

He Who is Sent

across the baked soil sandals worn to protect One so fine. Some called Him John the Baptist. Others dared to believe He was the Messiah come to save...

Light of the World

she is – momma who gets up early-time and kids crying already? Pouting and eagerness are characteristics that abound around room floors as footfalls...

Everyone Has a Reason

Earle is a man whose smile overwhelms shyness – his sins behind him – found Jesus and now life has no bounds. A wife and two children adore this man...

Canadian Woods

The Horizon emerges in an evening of colour-- savours steps heaped one upon another as dusk comes grinning at the end of another day. Front-end...

Seasonal Attraction

Dawn is a highlight of silhouettes in layers of invitation-- sky afire with promise. Deck-stacked lobster pots as slatted barriers bait-primed...

Winter Comes

Suffused with light white crystals I claim avid curiosity at a sudden change -- from a kaleidoscope of coloured season to a sweeping frosty chill all...

Sky High

I feel like riding today the sky lures me on. Clouds ripple and wink as I drive the asphalt houses fleeing by. Signs say only 70 km the thermometer...

Let This Day Be Forever

Cries of joy as memories from my childhood -- two boys eleven or twelve jumping with life while I aware of my weight tummy pushing forward grey hair...

Escape the Thunder

I sensed a deep root of love beneath her veneer of toughness honed from days of mental abuse— dad did often so after a night drinkin’ about town. Mom...

I AM A

I am a product of words exalted by the Lord: “Be fruitful and multiply.” *Genesis 1:22

Big Time Sally

Biding her time she pulls at her hair like a regular cell mate itchy with cooties – having too long in a 9 x 6 fit light-bright staring in her eyes...

Henry

is a young boy living in the County of Colchester, Nova Scotia. No friends from school come around, since Henry and his parents live off-grid,...

Yoo-Hoo

Yoo-Hoo is an early morning cheer-me-up Agnes is feeling frisky again. From a wheel-chair buggy her voice surrounds other residents awake too –...

The Rendezvous

A whisper of canoe flaunts its bold red colour grazes upon the swells as they parade in a disciplined army of marching souls— then a sweep of duck...
Cherry

Yikes

A tadpole is size ‘very small’ yet large enough to be seen by predators. One wiggled his way into liberated living away from his school-friends...

The Sky Arrives

feather-embraced in 2 – 4 – and 20’s as a swarm of bees their landing scouted an hour before overriding caution at ‘No Trespassing’ signs. They...

I Am a Mountain

of ranges – among a land of whispers. The Cascade Range where flat-topped rock foundations create a pathway to the sky – eagles swarm to introduce...
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Cherry

A

dew-drop not as well known as a rain-drop made its way down the stalk of a wild flower – an aster alongside a country road unseen and unable to show...
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I am a Rambler

in a darkness of land without lights less than an hour ago there were scenes of evening delight- across a nightly trail set apart between trees which...

I Strode

across a nightly trail set apart from trees which stood so tall – I in my hiking attire stared above at the separation of forest and a plantation of...

Morning Swoop

from a morning crow trying to imitate an eagle front of me as I sit outside his wing movements sounding like a pant-pant-pant as if breathing was an...

Weather Vane

Stalling in slow motion thunder-mode soon joins rapid movement just ahead in its journey of sudden flashes- thunder accelerates in ripples catching...

I Am a Feather

soaring in the wind – from BC’s Sulphur Mountain I sprint one thermal to another claiming height as my mentor- the tallest of coniferous surrenders...

The Nova Scotia I Know

How I enjoy an Autumn trail with colour beneath my feet- a wind of chill against my cheek. After heaving breath from hilly Cape Blomidon’s strict...
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Samurai

Raindrops turn into a pounding surf on our asphalt driveway splits a pile of autumn leaves into scattered colours spaced into sectors apart enough...

Heart of Hearts

I see you – you see me and we let loose on the veranda of our lives beneath the moon- a super moon they saw no sorrow nor anger- just a view of...

The Top of the Mountain

Black was once very difficult as a future on this land and I felt shame knowing my whiteness shone brighter in the scheme of life: President Obama...

Turmoil

Gotta find my way walking to the hills gotta leave my apartment none too soon. Just get – get out of the city where trouble is King and roses ain’t...

For Dad – Nov. 11

We’re here for you today gathered under the sun family – friends and other sons of a gun dad – we miss you every day your smile – your sense of...

Halleluiah

Sometimes dreams can evaporate- My flame will never surrender.

Travelling on Energy

I feel like riding today- on the wind as a shifting scythe of chill-chopping energy. A sun floats nearby as a backdrop for faith and profoundness The...
Cherry

The Blue Jay

provides the sky with a menu of “jeeahs” in shades of sound not upset calls but eager for peanuts on the balcony banister and he lands hop-skips to...

Day of the Snow

It began as TV news reciting a recipe of weather information: talk of fronts merging and nothing to hold back the pending storm pound and wallop were...

I Remember

how refreshing it felt to be ten in 1952 to wrestle with friends – play tag and fire cap gun noisemakers much to the chagrin of our doting parents...
Cherry

Wings Afire

Cascades of thermals captivate my breath I am alive to the seasons and my babies depending on me. I rise exultant the wind a friend other fowl...

I Shook Hands

with the weather this summer evening hoping to get on its good side- a cop had left me on the highway 60 miles past Hearst Ontario 6 pm this August...

Poem A Boy's World (c)

A Boy’s World is a boy’s world. Time to round up friends for a game of ‘scrub’ our neighbourhood’s favourite game. Harry brought his mom’s Sears to...

Outdoors Nova Scotia

A camper’s fireplace built from helter-skelter stones creates strength. A blaze of flame provides a meal of brook trout in a pan its aroma inviting-...
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Never Give Up

I wrestled this weather with snow-laden Algonquin style snow shoes climbing what seemed like a mountain of damp crystals. Determination an only guide...
Cherry

The Mountain

The Mountain salutes a landscape with grandeur rugged slopes of rock sediment & trees- beneath its surface a gurgle of water created an only path...

Guardian

Guardian in the sky this creature is who perches at the tallest peak of an apartment complex. He views with faraway eyes and caw-caw’s vigorously if...

The Pheasant

The Pheasant displays a circle of white ‘round his neck disturbed by our car searching for deer yet we are the intruders in his domain aside this...

Red Breast of Autumn

The Maple is a family of branches thighs of toughness granted over generations of growth red glow reflections as leaves drip dripping into its own...
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Make Me

Make Me as a ladder just for you 0r turn me into one- to take you away from addictions. Let me help you climb through this window to chase freedom...

Bone-White

Bark-less and shivering yet perfect for an eagle’s perch- this tall tree a pillar of strength within an independent view of bone-white amidst a...

Dad -Look

Dad – Look the cows are running with us and soon again another spate of words- dad look trees are running behind us. A couple across the train aisle...
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The Ocean Runs Wild

I submerge thoughts of awe and breathe freshly with currents splashing ocean’s shore- it is evening and day’s delight has turned sombre as tales from...

Mommy, a Chickadee

Mitchell was excited as he looked out the window. Mom and dad had given him a bird feeder for his birthday. "Thanks...thanks," he said. "Now I can...
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Not a Fairy Tale

Stoking the fire means warmth for hiking on a very cold day pasted to a northern wind. A deer poking his head through flailing flakes shows there is...
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Fallen Comet

As a cutting edged-tool it sears through a garden of planets their interrupted paths eager to avoid collision. It meanders boldly this body of frozen...

Alas it Rains Molten

“In a world of terrible circumstances precious earth is being abandoned. Another Galaxy is a new destination” -RLP How frightful glittering stars...
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Another Man's Skin

The long street wound like a tired snake - an anaconda by choice rusting cars wasted by the curbside his new shirt out of touch for the occasion well...
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A Family of Feathers

They came scooping-in the four of them Blue Jays as family-hood black seeds a delicacy each taking turns to snatch their prize– but first the larger...

Pure and White

It’s such a delight to see one flake then two and ten thousand more to follow soon. Whiteness tumbles from blue and neighbours know what to do-...
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A Wheel of Fortune

creates a natural song as a wheel in motion seasons rolling on by- the capture of a zig-zag overview from Quebec tundra & fir-treed skies that...

A Lasting Impression

Sitting on the crest of a rainbow gives me access (feels like cool gel smells like floss candy its half-moon shape quivering – colours resplendent)...
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Rain or Shine (2)

My neighbour Harry taught me much about the woods - called me ‘tadpole’ at the time. I learned the value of a mosquito net put worms on my hook use a...
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Overture

When was the last time you shook hands with the sun while observing a wile deer on an afternoon of Autumn colours & tunes from loons to share?
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A Boat Ride

to Baie Carriere site miles away with a cast of soldier-like forest alongside in the mist of 7:am time thrills & excitement of a 17- year old’s...
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Cherry

From Here to There

Sun shines for a young fawn – not understanding fear but joyous in the taste of life knowing a special deer breathes heavily nearby – a mother who...
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Cherry

An Original Obsession

Undercurrents ensure the power of waves by scouring beneath for anything which may impede Northumberland Strait’s drive and bouncing crests are...
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To Dim An Ocean's Roar

The immense shoreline inherits erased land dancing waves and volleys of flung debris determined to alter the landscape- 0 such a relentless ocean...

Hurrah to the Waves

Waves undulating concealing sand dunes melting before water charging & determined towards the beach sandy bottoms covered by ebb’s movement once...

Ripples of Stream

is more than diamond glitter which creates a glint of romance (as between two lovers who feel a connection) the kind of gleam that attracts romance...

First Come First Served

Only a country mile down the trail I could hear an early morning bear and cubs surely not eating our berry bush I worried. Yup there they were...
Cherry

Lightning-Sky

An image pastes itself across a restless evening as a sky embraces minions of wind & rain thrusting with a mighty plan jagged edges of fear...

Boy Scout Days

In the early 1950’s being a boy scout meant adventure & daring & on a summer campground us 11-12 year olds marched to the lake for a morning...

Apt. Bldg. Menu

From our front door I can see & hear- pigeons plodding in all directions seeking leftover crumbs the sounds of babbling children eagerly home...

Borealis

0h what a sweet smell of fresh air from the majestic fir forest & colours that saturate a Whitehorse city landscape as green & purple shades...
Cherry

Out-Out

We were tougher back then in my earlier days of life: One day was blitzy with snow hard to see through icy-up windows- heard the whooshes &...

The 3 Me-Two's

Are you hungry Boomba bear? as he sat on the grass banging his drum BUNGA! BOOM! Yes-Yes. Me Too said Tweety as she flew around the Park tree showing...

Turmoil

Clouds gather within a windy channel its speed measured by a landscape’s design storm ascending to an uncertain plan hurled from the Western Canada...
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A Hike in the Woods

Today began as a wet adventure with an ethereal mist pasting a cream of moisture on my face as footsteps landed softly on a never-ending ribbon of...

Eyes That See

Eyes see at night moonlight so bright across the dory frame each night remains the same and in the fishing village children and families dogs &...

The Joy of Flying

From here to there I build up great speed & smack against new summer leaves that try to block my path. There is a shine on my black feathers from...
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Speckles and Friends

He awoke suddenly. Surely his friends were not here already. It was still dark but he could easily see them as a flash of morning topping the hills...
Cherry

Farewell Sunlight's Delight

Roar of an 0cean beyond the bank not far away – beach full of baubles memory stones & clam shells in abundance- evening sun rays reflect an...

Strolling Beachside

Erosian used so many ebb tides to erase the part of land children used – where toes swallowed in the sand and a gush of chilled water swept over your...

Everywhere at Once

The crush of brush scatters thick bunches all scrambled together by a flood pushing its way boldly advancing persevering & impatient to share an...

Rampaging Waters

Like an overflowing bowl of chicken soup sweeping through a rocky lane a fast-moving stream shows foamy white eyes of mischievousness gobbling up...

Hail to the King

The ocean King raises its massive snout at high tide dipping & stretching itself to new heights through natural causes & a little help by...
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Motherly Love

A young mothers’ babies follow lovingly placing as much as possible hoof-steps into mom’s own so proud of these young-uns she is. Suddenly mother...
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