It no longer matters that I'm not good at basketball. Who cares that I'm the oldest of nine. Don't follow my example now! University is the place to discover myself. Who cares that I'm the oldest of nine? My high school dates were awkward and pimply. University is the place to discover myself and ace… Continue reading U-days
Category: Form poems
Career Move
Crowds come, he speaks, we cast out spirits, heal. As a career move I could have done worse. Mobility is upward here, I feel for I'm the one he chose to keep the purse. But he attracts the common, sick and poor, his teachings contradict, they don't make sense: First shall be last? Great riches… Continue reading Career Move
Berry Season
In Krause's fields the berries lie 'neath Fraser Valley's June-blue sky. They fantasize a fate of fame on platter for M'sieur, Madame: "Discriminating -- come and buy! "Or if you ring us round, a pie with glistening glaze to glorify we're fine with that, or set in flan," from Krause's fields. July sun swelters... "Hear… Continue reading Berry Season
Calendar
Essence of spring drifts from the sticky buds, Robin’s lively lilt now wakes me early. Under the clouds, crocuses clutch a tight bouquet. Humming lawnmowers are summer’s elevator music. Robin’s lively lilt now wakes me early, The smell of sun screen seeps through all my clothes. Humming lawnmowers are summer’s elevator music. Fruit stand has… Continue reading Calendar
