If Only

Basically, I was trying to write a paper for a class. But then words spun through my head and someone told me to follow it. So, I came up with this poem.
Cherry

Waiting for the rain

When life feels smothered in banality it is easy to long for a change. The nature of that change may be beyond your expectations.

A FLIGHT OF PASSENGERS poem

Customers worry about alarm bells nerves can't accept. Later on the plane: "Pretzels?" attendants ask.

PORT HOOD, CAPE BRETON poem

Oh, for a chance to race the wind in that "Lady Shelby" boat. Further camera-eyes writing on the beauty of Nova Scotia, a land for all peoples.

The Arrow

A poem forgotten and remembered from 1991. Written in Hull.
Cherry

On Writing

He wrote every day, but he knew that no-one would read it. He knew this because he screwed up what he'd written each night and threw the paper balls toward his unlit fireplace.
Cherry

Digging, Picnics, Romance

People say that romance is dead, but it’s just evolving. Candles have been replaced by LEDs, poetry has been replaced by txt spk and long walks on the beach have been replaced by the 100m sprint.
Cherry

Dancing, Tourism, Babies

People don't like to visit one horse towns. They need to know that if the horse breaks down there'll be another one to replace it immediately.

Honeymoon Hotel

A little nostalgia ( For My Husband Mac)

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