Category: Poem
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Fire Bugs
Fire Bugs
Do you see them he says to me
No Dad, I can’t see them how can that be?
You have to look closer then you will see
The flickering fire bugs jumping from the tree
Burning,
Dancing,
Romancing. Continue reading
Create something!
PAY DAY THURSDAYS: Artisit meets poet: Maryrose Smyth
I’d like to introduce you to Maryrose Smyth.
She is a fantastic, artistic and expressive personality with beautiful art. Maryrose approached me asking to collaborate. She asked me to write a poem to one of her pieces.
Mayrose’s art work can be found on her website www.studiosmyth.com
And her blogs:
http://maryrosesmyth.wordpress.com/
http://wildwoodpost.wordpress.com/
So let’s learn a little more about Maryrose.
1. What is your name and where are you from? Continue reading
Vintage Player
The video player we used to watch old family movies this past weekend in celebration of Alex’s Granddads 90th birthday
Vintage video player
Projecting memories
Of a long lost time
Youth dances and plays
In long lost magical ways
Images jerking, glitching
Black and white
Choppy in the reel
The images seem unreal
Youth playing
Energetic and free
A lifetime of moments caught
In a plastic reel
How can I see you then?
And see you now Continue reading
Paper Doll
Image: http://griffsclass7.blogspot.ca/2013/01/flash-paper-doll-project-part-i.html
Paper Doll
Paper doll hair
Held on with paper squares
Make belief shoes
To hide her fold away blues Continue reading
Stuff It Tuesday. Storetry #4 A collaboration challenge for writers and poets!
This is the fourth installment of ‘Stuff it Tuesdays!’ Time sure does fly doesn’t it!
This week came together nicely despite the fewer number of entries. I was left wanting to read the next Chapter!
Thank you so much to everyone that has participated so far. I’ve really loved how all of these Storetries have turned out!
Please watch for next weeks opening paragraph and closing poem it will be listed at the end of this ‘Storetry’ and in the tab entitled Stuff It on my main page.
Now there is more incentive to participate! I have been putting some thought into these wonderful collaborations and I think with the permission of all of those that have participated in this one and the past 3 that I may publish a free e Book, no one (myself included) would make a profit from it but that contains all of these fantastic ‘Storetries’, complete with every person that has submit to a ‘storetry’s name and blog address in the same fashion they are laid out here. These are far to good not to share and you will be ‘published’ and the ‘world’ can read your writing/poetry!! If you do not want to be included in the book I will remove your entry. I will email everyone that has participated about it when time draws nearer to publishing. Continue reading
Menace
And you thought I would leave you without a poem today!?
Menace,
To society,
Always to blame
Inflicting pain
Changing the game
I need a shot
Of Whisky
Or
Tetanus Continue reading
Cyber Eyes, a poem of gratitude
This journey has been so fulfilling for me. I am so thankful to have found my ‘voice’ and even more so that you all want to hear it. I was going to keep this post for tomorrow (It will be my one month blogging anniversary!) But I don’t want to wait.
I noticed a comment on my blog today from heresnews She mentioned that she would have her ‘cyber eyes’ on me and it sparked the passion for this poem. Take a moment to check out her blog. Please remember to take the time to write the things that you are thinking when you read peoples work. It makes the world of difference to the person (myself included) to know that you have read what they wrote.
Thank you all for being such a great source of inspiration and encouragement to me. And…… the poem. Continue reading
Night lights, city streets
I love being on the road. Long drives. New places and destinations to explore.
It’s always exciting to arrive at the destination but the journey, the time spent getting there is my favorite part.
Some of the most engaging conversations I have had have been while on the road, with both young and old.
While on our way to the Eastern townships in Quebec this weekend we drove through Montreal.
While looking out the window I was inspired to write.
A poem of all things.
The words just came. Continue reading



