Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I’m out for a walk after a long week of battling a cold or maybe the flu. And, to make things worse, my little island is on fire. So, join me for an update and a little reminiscing to raise some of our spirits. And, as always, I throw in a poem for good measure.
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Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I’m out on a stroll in the beautiful beginning of August. Saying “Good Morning” to all my neighbours, and tossing a subtle nod hello to those folks I don’t know, hoping to exchange smiles in passing. I also discuss how letting go of hurt and pain can have a healing effect. And, as always, I throw in a poem, no wait…two poems for good measure.
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August is like this
perfect spot under a tree
all day to lie there
July a colour
for which I wish for more paint
finish my summer
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I’m out in between the seconds of a beautiful sunny morning, getting triggered by the reminiscence of summer. A warm breeze, the smell of freshly cut grass, and a scent of the salt ocean. And, as always, I throw in a poem, no wait…two poems for good measure.
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by cabin four, sitting on a crooked step
forest sounds could be heard
trees whispering
brooks babbling on
birds fight for a sleeping spot
edge of the ocean
salt starts a craving for sea
comes to me in waves
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I’m walking on some early Saturday sunshine chatting about the end of summer. I speak a bit about how this time of year has a feel to it and how many of us are scrambling to do all things summer in the final weeks of August. And, as always, I throw in a poem for good measure.
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we used to catch grasshoppers on sun kissed Saturday mornings
between that and sliding down the hill on torn up cardboard our day was filled to the brim
laughing and carrying on in the void of time
taking trails and pathways in the forest to places we stored secrets and where monsters dwelled
sometimes, we’d blow kisses at dandelions sending them on journeys to who knows where
while shielding the sun from our brows to see where we should go off to next
my calculator watch blinks half past three, one hour til supper, still time to explore
the fish plant whistle sounds, and we look across the harbour just like the last time we heard it
this time a big boat captures our attention wondering what adventures they’ve had, how high were their seas and were there pirates
a seagull soars high squawking its return, coming back to us for a visit, it was never the same one….but we didn’t care
those days were hot, the ocean was cold, our little boy hearts warm
in the heat of the moment we thought the world stretched forever from the hillside where we perched and one day we would get to see the rest
for now, our world was big enough because our dreams were much much bigger
I remember those Saturday nights we’d walk home together. In the lull of a quiet harbour. Watch a boat go out or watch the one cab we had drive down the south side. Laughing, carrying on with each other, and three sheets to the wind. Sometimes we would talk the ears off each other, other times you were too contrary. But, I would always make you laugh until you were over it.
Our strolls home from a party, a wedding dance, or the club were where our friendship grew the most. How comforting it was to have you as my best friend. You’ll always be my best friend, but I miss you and being alone under a streetlight at night still makes me mad…
…talk to you tomorrow.
Earth To Ash 