Tag Archives: Poem

N is for North: a poem

On Spring, North of 60 The seeking rays of the sun, golden in the perfect clearness of the returning morning light have found the hippy-heart crystals in my window and are casting rainbows of colour onto my walls and kitchen … Continue reading

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Sunday Morning Sunshine

The sun has come out after a showery Sunday morning and I have taken my handwork onto the deck. The air smells of wet wood, soil and lake water. Quiet and still, I hear a gull calling in the distance. … Continue reading

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Just Write {5} – Michael’s first bike

You got your first bike when you were four because you had started throwing tantrums and daddy said no way we’re not rewarding bad behaviour but I said he needs his freedom from the daycare kids in the back yard, … Continue reading

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Some things bear repeating…

I posted this back in March. Seems appropriate to re-post today. Hope it gives you a bit of a laugh… It seems this year I do not know if the snow will ever go. In March April it sits here … Continue reading

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I remember

…your shout of glee, your sagging training pants and orange striped socks, joyful toddler leaping to daddy’s arms, flying across the open expanse between coffee table and couch without fear, without thought to falling, landing against daddy’s chest to bounce … Continue reading

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Ode to March

It seems this year I do not know if the snow will ever go. In March it sits here like a brick (not a brick like “you’re a brick, Dick”), I mean a brick like bricks and mortar, the kind … Continue reading

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On English Paper Piecing

I like to sew and quilt and do I love to learn things that are new I have joined a quilting bee (Actually, I did join three.) The We Be Learning on-line gals Stitch and sew with on-line pals And … Continue reading

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