Wow. Another month down. 😮 Here in Calgary, our April ‘showers’ were colder, heavier, and whiter than normal but the temperatures remained relatively mild. I mean, it is spring, isn’t it? Or at least, it’s supposed to be. In any case, the white stuff came, piled up a bit, melted, came again, melted, and is… Continue reading April in Review
The Hardest Part
A bonus poem, just because 🙂 The Hardest Part is Opening our Eyes and Ears The hardest part of getting up is moving, moving onwards after a fall. The hardest part of starting over is overcoming the fear, the fear of falling once more and doing it on purpose. The hardest part of sharing your… Continue reading The Hardest Part
The Finish Line!!!
Here we are, Day 30 and I met the challenge, 30 poems in 30 days. Not bad for my first time! Do You Know? Do you know what it’s like not to be heard, to have your integrity questioned, to be told you’re a faker just plying for attention that there’s nothing wrong just go… Continue reading The Finish Line!!!
Rise & Fall
Day 29, only one more to go!!!! one foot in front of another….trudging –slow–and–steady..reaching to–wards a cloudless sky to greet the sun’s awakening. teetering atop unstable rocks, earth toppling…down to–wards the lush valley below…. r-ol-l lin-g to…..a…..STOP!!!against a BOULDER OF GRANITE, a… rush… of… .air… E-X-P-E-L-L-E–D through a mouth…. filled with dust, … a……… Continue reading Rise & Fall
I know there’s still two more days left, but you know how fickle the creative mind is, and this little bit popped into my head this morning. Write a poem, they say and complete one every day. For thirty days you must write, scribbling well into the night. This isn’t a contest with prizes or… Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022
How can we as a society breakdown the barriers between us—barriers separating our individuality and uniqueness. How can we allow the atrocities of another lay waste to a belief different to theirs—a belief stemmed from centuries of old customs, a way of life, a community with ideals, and the need to survive. How can we… Continue reading How
Linked by a chain woven by happenstance, a fusion of the like-minded strung along a line swaying by time and place. It’s a coming together, a melding of souls so similar yet different in substance carrying on individually supported by cradling arms. Belonging to networks of communities small and large constructed by those with a… Continue reading Connections
pieces of me
wandering in a daze—searching. searching for what? —reality. reality that fades in and out. out of sync no longer cohesive—fragmented. fragmented pictures moving in and out of focus. focus unglued thoughts empty wandering. wandering through time and space clueless. clueless of surroundings blind and uncomprehending. uncomprehending the reactions to actions. actions involuntary, unstoppable, not forced.… Continue reading pieces of me
Do you remember when before mass recycling was a thing grocery stores had a corral of empty boxes you could take from? Furniture recycling was unknown, you fixed broken legs, upholstery restitched or replaced/ only when all options were exhausted did the derelict find its way to the landfill. Do you remember when, shopping wasn’t… Continue reading Remember
Who are We
** warning, this is the longest poem I’ve ever done! 😲 do you know who I am, how I feel and how I hurt deep down inside. how the ignorance and prejudices of the world is desensitized to the needs of those who struggle. If you appear different no one looks at you, if your… Continue reading Who are We