smell of midnight mass
as elves move gifts from hiding
tease my Christmas heart
Night Before – Haiku
Tag: youth
Stopped for a Spell (Halloween Spirit) Haiku
watched a cat last night
join this lady on a broom
and, now I’m a frog
Gray Area (Halloween Spirit)
the whole way home was well lit
a street light every ten paces
fifteen paces for twelve-year-olds
safe in that direction until
we came upon the house
the one around the field
along the way
where it was dark all the time
Earth to Ash Episode Fifty Four – This Week, Flu
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.
Enjoy!!
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Earth to Ash Episode Fifty Three – Nod, On My Watch
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.
Enjoy!!
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Earth to Ash Episode Fifty Two – Charged With A Salt
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.
Enjoy!!
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Sleep Away Camp
by cabin four, sitting on a crooked step
forest sounds could be heard
trees whispering
brooks babbling on
birds fight for a sleeping spot
Earth to Ash Episode Fifty One – Life’s a Beach
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I’m at the beach vibing, taking it all in, reminiscing about days gone by, and giving my mental health a much-needed breath of fresh salty air. So, please take a moment and share a few of mine. And, as always, I throw in a poem, no wait…two poems for good measure.
Enjoy!!
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A Night with George
Photo By: Sara Swain
street of dampened cobblestone
dirty pigeons and trampled smokes
where marquee lights faded in the creeping sun
and police cruiser chirps, shooed on
as randoms of strangers filter out of holes in the walls
scurrying from the light
with squinted eyes, messed up hair…
empty pockets and smeared makeup
they all zombie
stagger…stumble…kiss and curse
down a drunk-filled stretch
past half-eaten pizza by the atm
after the hot dogs being served with rotten hands
before the guy with the sign looking for money
next to the lady who bums cigarettes
while muffled beats still play out
faint
like the night is still hanging on
barely
to dull-sounding music like life support
it makes you sick as you stand there
then you laugh for no reason
check your pockets
and hail that holy cab
Black and White Memories
Sunday morning
I could smell the scent of church perfume
Nan must have just left
Pop is cooking me eggs and mmm…eggs like no others
special
for me
he loved it
taking his time, trying not to break the yolk
my thing, his thing, our thing
then I appeared
through the kitchen archway
straight to the table and that inside chair
my spot til university
pop’s service was top-notch
always repeating no more
then you turn the tiny knob
on the black and white tiny old TV
cracks of static at first
our favorite show flickers and plays on
it must be ten o’clock now
because the sun is stretching through the window
reaching the rocking chair
where pop is sitting in listen
here’s to adventure
here’s to romance
here’s the Cisco kid
not a word is spoken
souls in harmony
time in quantity
a moment in quality
memories of black and white
bring me the most colour
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