Thursday, September 7, 2017

Life is Not a Highway


Some might say life is a highway
but I much prefer life lived on neighborhood streets,
holding hands in hospitals, meandering back roads
or mountaintop paths with friends.
A life of honest conversation, laughter and song,
whimsy and character and possibility,
the heritage of farmhouse, harvest, horses, hard work,
corn on the cob, newly dug potatoes, hand cranked ice cream,
perseverance, weather worn, quiet afternoons by the pond,
little girl giggles, tea parties, games of tag, fireflies,
pastels, cinnamon buns, white eyelet curtains ruffling the breeze.



Photo credit: Joyce Rempel, Cranking Ice Cream at Heritage Park

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Morning Exercise


Reach up into the cupboard
lift down the bowl and plate
place softly on the granite
so neither one will break

Pull the first drawer forward
pick up the knife and spoon
circle round the island
like a crescent moon

Bend into the pantry
through the yawning door
granola and some raisins
into the bowl to throw

Grip the fridge door handle
pull out the coconut milk
add raspberries for color
stir circles smooth as silk

Return to fridge, take out the bread
sans gluten, unrefined
slide the butter closer
sweet spun honey find

Push down the toast, rotate halfway
to even out the burn
While you wait, pivot and take
your coffee cup to urn

When all is said and done
you've stretched and put away
sit down to eat this silly poem
and send it on its way.



Picture: Personal collection

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Dark Night


I wake in a roar
sustained drumming
a million worries
on tin pans

summer rainstorm
sans wind and wave
only deluge
deep calls to deep

in an hour long concert
then finish with
a lightning chaser
thunderous applause

God alone gathers
my tears in a bottle
uncorked tonight
to wash the earth

and now the blackbird sings



Picture: Fish Creek Park, Calgary AB, personal collection

Thursday, July 6, 2017

Good Things


Evening bike ride
in the twilight by the river
Blackbird singing
from the edge of the wood
Moon smiles back
and we thank the Giver
For every perfect gift
and all that is good.



Picture: Fish Creek Park, Bow River, Calgary, personal collection

Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Blue Plate Special


Fillet clouds
rippled fish scales
rest on a plate of blue

I drink the mulled wine
of sweet summer sun
savour this menu
of small gifts



Picture: Personal collection

Sunday, March 19, 2017

One Load at a Time



Laundry swishing and tumbling
like my thoughts
wondering
if I'll be dried up and wrinkled
or gently folded by caring hands
for good use on a future day



Picture: sourced online

Saturday, February 4, 2017

Easy vs. Hard



the easiest thing
and the laziest
is to watch
read
listen
and judge

the hardest is
to do better




Picture: depositphotos.com #39196783, standard license

Friday, January 27, 2017

Morning Glory


light and shadow
floating mountains
morning glory
on golden fall



Picture: Kananaskis Range, personal collection