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  • NaPoWriMo Day 25

    I’m posting this a little later in the day than usual. I spent my morning at the Heart Institute getting some tests done. Many of the other people there are in far worse shape than be so it served as a “Memento Mori”. It started me thinking about my eventual end, and this is what…

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  • NaPoWriMo Day 24

    In my experience, each of us carries things with us that we keep locked away from those around us. If we are truly blessed, we will find someone with whom we can share almost anything…. but there’s still that one secret corner that even we don’t want to look into. Today’s poem is about that…

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  • NaPoWriMo Day 21

    I’m not sure why, but I seem to be on a bit of a nature kick this month. Maybe it’s because every time I turn around another piece of it’s been cut down, dug up or plowed over. Whatever the reason, I hope you enjoy todays poem 🙂 SEE THE BEAUTY “Good morning!” Says the…

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  • NaPoWriMo Day 20

    My grandmother lived to be one hundred and four years old. She grew up in London, England in the late 1800s before moving to the prairies in Saskatchewan, Canada. She went from living in the bright center of the British Empire to living in a sod shack. The last time I saw her, she was…

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  • NaPoWriMo Day 17

    I lost my temper this morning. It was over something stupid. It didn’t need to happen. I don’t lose it often, but even once in a while is too often. Some days…. I really don’t like myself very much.   MY PERSONAL DEMON There is a rage inside of me, Each day I watch it…

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  • Yesterday’s post was a pencil sketch done on a piece of scrap paper on break at work. To change it up, I wanted to play with light and shadow a bit. I used the Apple Pencil on my iPad and a drawing app called Procreate to work up this exercise. As always, let me know…

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  • NaPoWriMo Day 16

    So I’ve got a funeral to attend today. I don’t like large groups of relative strangers, or stranger relatives for that matter. I especially don’t like funerals. But I’m going anyway because it’s what we do. This poem is about that sense of obligation. OUR SOCIAL CONTRACT There’s things in life we can’t avoid, There’s…

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  • NaPoWriMo Day 14

    I have a wonderful dog named Ducky. He is my buddy and I wouldn’t change him for the world. He is sleeping beside me on the couch and his snoring gave me the opening line for this verse. Who he is gave me the rest. Enjoy! I’m A Lucky, Ducky Dad There is a puppy…

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  • NaPoWriMo Day 13

    Over the yers, I’ve become a huge fan of situational ethics. Mostly, questions of “right” or “wrong” boil down to one answer. It depends. That extremely grey area is the subject of today’s poem. (Before anyone tells me, yes I know that there are certain things which almost everyone now agrees are beyond the pale.…

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  • NaPoWriMo Day 11

    My daughter will be moving out in a couple of months. It’s time, and I’m happy for her to be taking this step. But in my heart, she’s always going to be my little girl… and I’m going to miss her. FOR MY DAUGHTER I love my daughter very much, Each day I tell her…

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