On Writing

Poem 124 – Muskoka & May Event Round-Up & WEreads!

Muskoka muskoka calls me like a secret loverher yearnings gripping the edges of busty winds& jumping into the soft spot under my earlobes – patient in the tender shadows we had a love affair for three summers…maybe twothe memories are lake blurry – does it matter? time lived differentlyshouldered against tall trees: pine spruce fir hemlock… Continue reading Poem 124 – Muskoka & May Event Round-Up & WEreads!

On Writing

Poem 122 – Much Happening in the Air

Much Happening in the Air there is much happening in the air this morningblue jays throwing screamsrobins rolling rebuttals perhaps they converse about the coming heatcomplain about droning leaf blowers – the feather-shaking annoyance of themthey know very well that the wind is more than capable of making leaves dance whatever their grievance or gratefulnessit… Continue reading Poem 122 – Much Happening in the Air