Salt taste,rippling across my tongue,rolling black pebblesbursting at the edgesymbolic lifeto slake my thirsty palettelong drafts of femininityat its’ sourcereduced to here and nowencased in the soft tangslipped between my lipsand then the cracker,bitten…hard! ml’00
Life Words Worth
Tenalach
Tenalach: A relationship one has with the land, air and water; a deep connection that allows you to literally hear the Earth Sing. – Old Irish Ahh bless the Irish to come up with a single word that encompasses a whole world of meaning, a spirituality of connection, and a
Poetry
A Mixtape of Memories
There comes a time,when Jack Daniels,road runs,watching the dawnrise over Mt. Tolmie,being sillyin Hyde Parkand Hurricane Floydon a Hyannis beach,gives weighto ibuprofen,comfy shoes,and playing fetchwith Friedabefore breakfast,when what mattersare friendsnear and far,past, presentand future,Where they are,what they are doing,are they happy,or needing a shoulder,or just in a box,on the shelf,waiting
Life
Ferrari Festival
Only in Ottawa, Little Italy to be precise, would you find a festival devoted to that ultimate of sports cars – the Ferrari. Every year we make a point of spending an evening having a gander at the ‘mid-life crisis’ of sports cars. It makes me wonder who has an
Poetry
Apartment 2B
2 floors up,above the swirling littered dreams,I watched – eyes red.He came – shuffling, head down,gnarled bony hands hung loose,A ravaged fedora perched,on bleached white straw.I stepped outside myself and stared,feeling his age and pain.And for a moment forgot my own,began to smile,realizing as he passed,he was whistling… ml’98 (New
