Category Archives: poetry

The Mars and Venus Conjunction

Catullus 85 I attempted to translate this poem while in high school. Not my greatest achievement, but I tried to get into the state of mind of Catullus to do it. It didn’t really work for me. Now, all these … Continue reading

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How Many Times Do I Need to Say It?

Derek, My Son   Did I tell you enough times how I loved you? Everything about you makes me smile. Right now my words might seem too few, Except I think a thought for every mile Keeping me away from … Continue reading

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Are You Having a Mid-life Crisis?

‘Is this all there is?’ Continuing on with the mental wellness theme of the last few days, I’m beginning to wonder if ‘stuff’ happens because your soul is trying to break out from the prison you’ve made of your life. … Continue reading

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Remember Christmas Days

Remember Christmas Days   Remember Christmas Days when we were young, When Jack Pine’s boughs hung heavy, bright with lights, While children braved the clear, yet frosty, nights And meaning gave to each glad carol sung.   Inside the home, … Continue reading

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Haiku

Haiku poetry is a style that originated in Japan. According to Wikipedia, it is typically characterized by three qualities: The essence of haiku is “cutting” (kiru). This is often represented by the juxtaposition of two images or ideas and a … Continue reading

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Why I Write…

…SONNETS It’s a question I’ve often asked myself. What is it about iambic pentameter that makes me want to write it? Is it the da-dum, da-dum of a mystery theme song? Or is it the sound of a horse at full … Continue reading

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Stranger (to myself)

  I moved away from Canada in nineteen-eighty-five: I wanted to see how the other half survived; The Brits were somewhat welcoming to me, There were so many places I wanted to be.   But I didn’t realize how much … Continue reading

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