Roll up your silver sleeves
Get out the golden shovel
Garden fairies wake


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on thehomefrontandbeyond:

another good one from our friend David

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Source: ArtPropelled

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Monday Morning Wake-Up Call: One and Two and One and Two

on thehomefrontandbeyond:

What I keep telling myself–one foot in front of the other, stand up straight, eyes ahead–no looking behind………..

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Sun strands streak the sky
Promise flip flop days to come
Warm my starving soul



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Reality Bites……..

Treasures on my lawn
Uncovered by the snow melt
Mostly garbage though.



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The storyteller arched her eyebrow,

Paused, and without losing a beat

Answered the question

I had posed only in my mind ~

“Because” she said.


Sometimes, I think, “because” is the only answer to some questions. What do you think?

Published in: on April 5, 2014 at 1:20 pm  Comments (14)  
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Hide and Seek

I caught a whiff of spring yesterday ~
Efforts to capture its fleeting essence
Were for naught.
Freshness escorted by bird ballads
replaced by cold rain and squally winds.

Winds threaten spring again today ~
We are enrobed by a diaphanous cape of fog.
Spring plays hide and seek
But I will keep looking ~
even if I have to count to one thousand and sixty-two.

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My offering for Day 3:

Writing gives me voice
Parses my wilderness
Shatters my loneliness

Written words are audible

They are heard.

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In trying to put together the puzzle that is my life
Sometimes I attack the borders first
Giving myself a frame to look out of ~
Sometimes I start in the corner
And try to work my way to the other side ~
Sometimes I go by colour
Painting my world a rosy shade ~
Sometimes I start in the middle of things
Circling, meandering, trying to find my way.
Sometimes — I look out of my frame to beauty;
Sometimes — I find the other side and find it wanting;
Sometimes — life is rosy, and this is where I want to stay
But most of the time, I circle, I meander, I keep trying
To make sense of the puzzle that is my life.

Two poems down, 28 to go.

Published in: on April 2, 2014 at 1:01 pm  Comments (32)  

love this……………

 Bartley Kives captures the sullen attitude of Winnipeggers towards the never ending winter with this take on Simon and Garfunkel’s hit The Sound of Silence.


Published in: on April 1, 2014 at 3:45 pm  Comments (11)  

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