Vancouver Island

Is it the robin whose morning song so sharp and crisp awakens me in this enchanted place, or the warble of Juncos whose hooded faces delight as they forage between the dried, curled aftermath of a cold Winter, now pushed aside by new life sprouting? The absence of raindrops on tin roof offers promise that […]

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Blogging Retreat

A retreat centresomewhere beneath open air, amongstboughs of birchesand sturdy oaks. It will be a feast of mindseach new acquaintancea delicacy of delighteach interactionlaced with verbal spice Some will performothers peddle their warescameras clickingand stories being told A weekend to fill our heartsour minds, our souls,and then we’ll partstill hungry for more and meet again […]

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Mermaid Dreams

Descending into the mythicalentrancedspurred byseverity ofcurrent challenge Call it fantasybut attemptingmovement isdestroying my passage I am pulling, shattering this barricadeof a life; blueprogressing:ocean bound. (Mermaid Dreams was originally written in December of 2016, two years bedridden. Only in the dreamtime was I whole and capable of overcoming. Dreams are one thing I can talk about […]

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Wayward Daughter

(Warning: this poem discusses the effects of sexual assault, and may be disturbing to some readers.) Back and forth I travel, searchingfor her – retrace every bend, curve,detour – back to the water, the sand,the beach where I lost her…haunted by velvet brown eyes – bedroom eyes,they told her, men with greedy loins,calculating – I […]

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Dreaming Oceans

Ingrained in methis flighteye on the futurethe periphery closing in. Husband urges meforward, but wherethis road leadsI do not know Connected to selfopen, escaping intothe vast expansebecoming fluidalive, nurtured I have been spit outby life so often,taught to be taut,it’s hard to plunge,let go of the pastand just swim. (Submitting for my weekly challenge: peripheral. […]

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Relocate. Reset

Mom said sh’e leaving Dadcan’t take it anymorewe move. Relocate. Reset. Bullying at school out of controlcan’t take it anymorewe move. Relocate. Reset. Truancy a problemthen the rapeschool says I have to go. Relocate. Reset. Sister move back homeone unhinged, the other batteredMoms says it’d be better if I leave. Relocate. Reset. Shuffle boxes from […]

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Wasted Time

It’s Monday again –days passing throughmy hands like sand,no receptacle in whichto catch the granules –why this sense of urgency? In high school, I played hookywiped away the hours in emptyplaces, sought answers forquestions I could not articulate,chased dust while other formulateddreams – how is this any different? Am I not just recreating the pattern,painting […]

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Routine

Depression monitors my movementseyes me from across the road, waits I struggle to define myself, hereat the margins of life, career lost As teacher, days were outlinedbells, rubrics, and semesters Now I must learn again, findpurpose in nothingness Despair wants to move in, overwhelmBut I’m building my fences, regaining routines – markers motivatingeach day – […]

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Life Shifts

Had a kinship oncewith gentlenessand acceptanceconfidence, too Till independencemade me tougha fortress againstimagined battles Married myselfto distance disengagedfrom fluidity Age necessitates shiftthose barriers of old they’re just cons Readopting tendernessre-friending acceptanceconfidence with humour. (My challenge this week is con/ scams/ catfish. Image my own.)

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Who Speaks For The Silent?

Your voice, he said, it sounds…different… Project your voiceI learned in theatre,speak to the backkeep it strongdon’t falter I had to replay your message several times…. Hold that notedig deep –from the diaphragmsing from your belly Must be something wrong with the machine… Demonstrate convictionlet your tone convey passionstand tall, be confidentmotivate your audienceDad, the […]

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