The wave of August’s summer breeze carries on its crest, whispers of the fading day. The wind has turned toward fall’s embrace, and with it,…
Climbing out of daily doldrums, lockdown routines and covid conundrums, she goes out to greet the day, into the fresh air with determined fare, not…
Oh, New Brunswick, I love you. You are a drive through province and for that, I love you all the more. I say, let them…
Jumping through the air
in a slow-motion symphony
of movement,
and landing
in a steamy sea of bubbling boiling,
Dirt loves me. You know, the dark brown stuff, unless of course you’re in PEI and then it’s red. But it’s still dirt: the musty,…
Waiting for the call centre to pick up the phone, I navigate an endless, multi-layered maze of buttons to be pressed, some hard, some soft,…
My aged soul is cracked and filled with flaws, while anguish, doubts, and conflicts give me pause. And so, I stand before You at this…
Thank you Canada, for taking in with open arms this orphan on the run. You have been my home away from home, my friend away…
There will come a time my friends when we can hug again, when we can go into the sun and play. When we can stroll…
