A few weeks ago While combing through Old black and white photos Stored in a tattered shoebox That once housed new boots I came across this sweet little card Three inches squared...
I think healers Come into our life At unexpected times In unexpected ways Sometimes they look Like a lover Or a friend A stranger A dog. Sometimes they look Like a...
Sometimes I want to weep Cry my heart out For the little Girl child Living inside This old woman. Moon-faced Sorrow-full eyes Bowl-shaped hair Self-effacing smile. I want to Take...
Some days I feel like a Slab of frozen meat Left to thaw on a stylishly Barren countertop Slick granite hard as steel A lifetime promise Guaranteed to outlive me While the...
I stand on one side Of the canyon And you on the other We both look down At the beautiful view Of the canyon floor And we agree It is a sight to behold Yet our definition Of...
Girl Warrior Tell me your story I am here to listen and to learn Tell me your story To shine the light on your valued life Tell me your story And I will share it tenderly with...
Hey Toby, Remember me And when We first met It’s been A lifetime or two Since then Memories recede For some But I Remember you Vividly It was the Summer of ‘74 Nixon...
After you broke my heart Sometimes I soared with the angels And kissed the feet of God. Sometimes I groveled in the mud And made deals with the devil. But most of...
Hey E Baby, most of the time I can deal with this thing that hangs in the air like smoke from the cigarettes you couldn’t live without I put on the brave face red lipstick...
Hey E Baby I was thinking about that Sunday morning Just after we bought the house It was November and the rain Was pelting on the window All dark and dreary outside So you put...
As far back as I can remember, I wrote. Private young-girl thoughts in secret diaries, then poetry filled with teenage angst and dark poetry peppered with profanity. I wrote daily letters to God in Hilroy notebooks, short stories and poems for kids, sad country songs, and raw truth-telling stories about life growing up in a blue-collar neighbourhood in Northwestern Ontario. These are those stories and poems.
