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May 23, 2026

Poetry

I have been writing poetry since the 2nd grade. Why stop now?

Poetry

We Have Warts

We aren’t perfect,too many cold nights.mozzies and humidity,I suspect.We say “Sorry!”far too often IMHO,though unlike our neighbours,when we say it, we mean it!We don’t treat our First Nationswith the ‘Do Unto Others…’ rule,and we did have a head tax,on Chinese workers,and imprisoned Japanese folks,during WW2.But we did invent insulin,poutine and

Poetry

When It Rains

When it rainsI can smell the grasstall against the salt spray,that clings loving to the logs,tossed on the beachby the southeaster tideflecked white and brown with foambeneath the leaden sky. The desert is an endless beigedrifting like a madwoman between the palmsand the dunes that yesterday were valleys,a grit that

Poetry

I Remember (revised)

I remember,lying flat in tall grasslooking skyward towards infinity,watching the heavenssail past like cotton wool,in an azure sky. I remember,a fly buzzing as she walkedacross my glasses left to right,a black blur, vibrating wingsand cheeky smile,against an azure sky. I remember,my mind stopped turning,10 thousands thoughts per minute,strategies, thoughts and

Poetry

When I’m Gone

There will be no misunderstanding,no misgivings,no anger and no pain,no side eyes,no rain. There will be no tomorrows,no yesterdays,no whatifs,or ‘Oh Gees’,no judgements,no trees. There will be no puppy kisses,no fetch,no cookies and no walking,no snuggles,no talking. There will be no Blue Jays,no Canucks,no Sid the Kid or cricket,no Aussie

Poetry

Hand In Hand

(I like writing poetry but this ‘song’ has been running through my head for weeks so I thought I would put it down – a sort of lyrical poem. – ml) If you are feeling lonely and forsaken,walking on a flinty road,like every mile is cutting through you,icy winds upon

Poetry

Neighbours With a ‘U’

I remember onceliving insidethe land of ‘Dreams’how different I was,craving Coffee Crisp,Butter tarts,and Nanaimo Bars,missing Jim Hewson’s voiceor Bob Cole,while I watchedsome cop showon Saturday night. We might be neighborsuntil you add the ‘u’and national pridekicks inlike 3 fingers of JDor the first dragon a Camel 100,and the Mac and