Three Haiku For Summer (Poems)

a butterfly’s flight flitting across the garden there, I have found you   the chime sings its song sending cheer along the wind ah, I have heard you   the sun shone warmly bringing-out colour and life yes, I have loved you   About the Poem(s) The three haiku were created as a set bringing… read more »

Waterloo (A poem in draft)

  In room 801 of the Waterloo Delta hotel I’m reading Shunryu Suzuki’s concepts of Zen And watching along the black facade of the Perimeter Institute for Theoretical Physics Sunlight reflect like supernova stars in random windowpanes Hours ago, we joshed with Freida at the Clay and Glass Museum Hearing of our daughter and our… read more »

Secretariat (A poem)

In nineteen seventy-three, Secretariat pounded around the track to victory And earned a place in the social memory of human society But do the horses remember?   Experts think Secretariat was second only to Man o’ War And Citation thundered in close behind them both Whipped servility in every thunderous step   Secretariat’s heart was… read more »

Life Is a Psalm of Existence (A poem)

Life is a psalm of existence. Will is the strength at the core. Truth is a portrait of thinking. Care is the light of purpose. Love is an echo of beauty. Share is the song of resonance. Belief is a scent of mystery. Fear is the wall of separation. Pain is touch of exclusion. Doubt… read more »

Canada, Not Quite a Sonnet (a poem for Canada Day)

Toronto. Edmundston. Vancouver. Corner Brook. Montreal. Ottawa. Winnipeg. Calgary. Kitchener. Orillia. Saskatoon. Regina.   Thunder Bay. Yellow Knife. Edmonton. Abbotsford.  Kanata. Kelowna. Charlottetown. Okotoks. Hamilton. Halifax. Sudbury. Oshawa.   Chateauguay. Chilliwack. Bowmanville. Rimouski. Prince Albert. Penticton. Drummondville.  Fredericton.  Orangeville. Grand Prairie.  Joliette. Leamington.   St. Thomas. Walnut Grove. Nanaimo. Lloydminster.  Waterloo. Gatineau. About the Poem… read more »

Pinafore (A poem in draft)

  how many times we’ve celebrated Canada Day craning our necks up to the sky at Pinafore Park with the band-shell and the splash-pad; with the pavilions and the  ball park craning our necks up to the sky to watch the booming colourful symphony of fireworks we’ve stood among the scented pines, seeing the smoke… read more »

A Walk At Port Stanley Beach (A poem in draft)

the sky meets Lake Erie in a perfect seam of blue on blue and here at our feet, the fresh clear water bubbles unevenly across the pebbly sand we’ve walked this beach many times before and you’re right, we should come back more often than we do there are the vacationers – laying out their… read more »

BX (A poem in draft)

the ladder is locked the watchtower is closed, a relic of yesteryear’s community yet still there are the watchmen, turning their blue collars up to the wind sucking on cancer sticks, sticking drugs and chemicals in their veins dropping ten years just like their fathers did, though the method’s changed painting their lungs and livers… read more »

Magnolia At Sunset (A Poem)

Each day, the magnolia tree drops more flowers The ground below dusted with the faint whitish purple petals And I greet the sculpted form of the tree, Set, as it is, beside a landscaped waterfall and a bubbling fountain The faintest nostalgia for bygone days and bygone lives discretely bubbling down All of this is… read more »

Lilacs After A Spring Rain (A Poem)

The still young branches tipped over, Panicles heavy with perfume and spring rain Even the lightest touch, a shower – Raindrops and delicate lilac flowers Fills the air for the rarest moment Dusting the ground with the memories Of early spring. Every day should have this moment And I am happy that we had this… read more »