Your love captivates.
It finally arrived
What has me so lost?
Nothing major happened recently, but sometimes it’s the small tremors, those aftershocks that echo long after events pass that build up into something overwhelming.
I love Canada, and yet... we have so far to go.
3. Life is short. 4. A picture is worth a thousand words but a single caption can skew perspective and incite passion. Things are taken out of context and made the current issue.
Dad He used to shine my shoes, said it was his military training, couldn’t abide the scuff marks. He used to offer mom broccoli, as a bouquet, every time they bought groceries. He would go for veggie burgers with a friend, though he wasn’t a vegetarian. He made sure we were all equal, treating everyone … Continue reading Dad – a poem
Follow the yellow brick road, you say. Click to read the rest of the poem.
Who cares what colour you present?
Feet ache, after a marathon of steps, too many to count.
Little fingers and toes, testing, tasting everything in sight,
Denial Oh traitorous heart of mine why beat faster at such a disaster?
How can I unsee when it pierces my skin?
Muddy streets, row upon row upon row, houses line up shoulder to shoulder like little soldiers ready for battle.
His smiling face brings joy. Spit up, gurgles, midnight feedings and diaper changes,