Category Archives: Poems
To My Heart
I don’t know you well, my heart though you do beat faithfully no matter what I’m up to I don’t think of you often yet I’d be dead if you tired of me my excuses, my fears of living sometimes, though you break into my thoughts with thumping so strong my body shakes you flop [...]
The Choice
This giant textile hangs in the Vancouver Art Gallery. There is a large black leather couch set far back making it possible for one to sit for awhile and take in the colours and forms of this work of art. They never fail to energize me. I think of “choice” and what it means for [...]
Geraniums
look, look at this garden geranium flowerheads of pale pink skittered, torn petals dead brown on top cockeyed petals, red veins running on blanched cheeks unkempt ladies who rushed to get ready for this blue-skyed day see, see you are on time after all and we greet each other I do not lament your [...]