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Dukes of Habit

Irish nightwith a few black beers for luckstood elbow to elbow in the midst of strange drunkardsthree sheets to the windplacing little wagers before the clock struckand the tender turns us awaylike the last three nights we’ve been

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The Quiet Path

I dream some daysof getting lost in the pathalong the quiet way homeway past the halfway evergreenunder those forest peekaboosjust to listen to the river as it runs

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Pool Boys

A cold beer ran down my lips, to my chinin a moment I knew would last a lifetimethere was a pool table…balls rackedready for a breaksome girl singing on the radiowe both sang a few of the wordsthose we could rememberall night we competedbest in banter, best in billards, best in brew,butnever best in friendsthat […]

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Days Gone

Take me to a Springwhere every day was as young as Iand the sun would come winking through the curtains

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Happy National Indigenous Peoples Day!!!

Hey Everyone, It’s National Indigenous Peoples Day here in Canada, and given that I’m 3rd generation myself, I am dedicating today’s entry to my grandmother. She was Mi’kmaw, and a member of the Miawpukek First Nation. I’m currently a voting member of the reservation band council and have been for many years now.

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Bike Writer # 19 – Our Peace From Their War

A people without the knowledge of their past history, origin and culture is like a tree without roots. – Marcus Garvey

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The Brothers

Eight tracks and underage, hard rock for the teenage, one summer eve, surrounded by kings. They rolled their tokes, shared loose smokes, and bragged, of sweetheart flings. I watched all night, as they pal and fight. Curse, and say foolish things. Like “Play it again.” said my uncle to a friend, as we sat, listening, […]

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Journal Entry # 42 – Feel it Again

Sometimes I wish I could go back in time. Not to change it, but to feel a couple of things twice.

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