A Blues Poem -To sing/mumble when drunk......

Four in the morning and the sun is peeking at the mess you're in as you trip your way home.

In the Heat of the Day

I took my pen for a walk... we got lost.

A Mason's Gift - a Novel - Chapter One - Injustice

“Off! Off! Off! Off!”

French Kisses (I.P.)

‘Aimez-vous danser avec moi?’

The Game

Life's lessons through a pink sunflower

"an offer"

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Cherry

WHERE ARE THE FISHERMEN? poem

A wooden hull bumps gently against the dock

THE SOUTH SHORE, NOVA SCOTIA poem

Sharing his vision, tourists seek sights along the Marine Trail

THE OVENS CAMPGROUND NOVA SCOTIA poem

The path is a winding journey to old gold mining caves where birds call out

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