Poetry
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For some time now, I have been having a hard time sleeping through the night. I fall asleep quickly enough, but often wake up a few hours later then struggle to get back to sleep. Last night’s three and a half hour nap provided the fodder for today’s offering. Ode to Pasithea Oh elusive fleeting…
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For many years, I allowed my past (or at least my perception of it) to dictate how I saw myself. Over time, I’ve revised that narrative. I’m working on becoming a synthesis of who I believe I was and who I believe I can be. Today’s poem looks at the importance of acknowledging the past…
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With my hard drive dead, I’ve lost an animation project I’ve been working on for few months. That sucks, and I was pretty stressed about it. But that’s what I get for not backing things up as often as I should. Long story short, I was in need of comfort this morning and an old…
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So… When I sat down to write tonight’s poem, I booted up my computer and the hard drive was dead as a brick. That solved the question of what to write tonight. Digital Doom Computers are such useful things, Right up until they’re not. And then they truly are a bane, All of their worth…
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My father-in-law Yvon Cyr received an award tonight for Outstanding Senior Volunteer. Over the years he has logged 55,000 hours as a volunteer. That works out to over 28 years of full time employment! This poem is dedicated to him and all the other hard working and unsung heroes who give everything they can to…
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Over two-thirds of the way through the month and it’s getting a little more challenging. But with a suggestion from my personal muse, angel and wife, here we are. The Challenge I hate it when I must work with, Deadlines of any kind. The very thought I might miss them. Sets traps within my mind.…
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I love being in the woods. The sights, sounds and just the feeling I get there. For me, there are few things more relaxing. This poem is also about that. Come Home To The Wild A dappled light falls gently here, Amid the forest green. And there is peace here ‘neath the boughs, Such as…
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It’s getting to that point in the month where all the easy ideas have been picked over. So something a little different now. As always, I’d love to know what people think. 🙂 The Power of Words “A picture’s worth a thousand words.”, Or so the people say. But if you read those thousand words,…
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A little nod to my pagan friends. Enjoy! Elder Gods and Magic Folk Quite long ago, and longer still, Before the world we know. When mountains were the realm of Gods, The Underworld below. When fishermen threw back their best, To make the storm abate. And all knew there were magic folk, Both terrible and…
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