Audio Reading, nature, Personal, Poetry Friday, re-post

Canadian Rivers

Our poetry group is part of the Abbotsford Arts Council meet and mingle event at Mill Lake Park on Saturday afternoon. We'll even be giving a short poetry reading. Because Canada Day is just around the corner I was reminded of and have decided to read a couple of Canadian poems that I wrote a… Continue reading Canadian Rivers

light, People, Poetry Friday

To runners true

This is the season of runs and marathons. It seems like every week there's another one happening around here. I believe this weekend several of my family will be running in the Annual Saskatchewan Marathon (a Boston Marathon Qualifier race—not that they have designs on that). Then on August 22nd, my sister is running in… Continue reading To runners true

nature, Poetry Friday, re-post

October Fashion

October Fashion Morning wears crisp cotton and smoky tulle woven through with gold light. North Shore mountains are sensibly dressed in darkest denim, their tops hidden, cozy under unrolling bolts of blue- and grey-tinged fleece. The park has thrown on a shawl of embroidered leaves in tangerine, scarlet, yellow wine, olive. Even dwarf cedar has… Continue reading October Fashion

nature, Poetry Friday

The sun dreams palely down

This is Thanksgiving Weekend in Canada and I should probably be posting an overtly thankful poem. Let this be its substitute, for it sings the praises of some of the things for which I am most thankful: the ability to walk, beautiful places to walk, someone to walk with, fall colours, fall mists, the Creator… Continue reading The sun dreams palely down

Found, Poetry Friday

Paul Simon reunion

Paul Simon reunion Duncan, my dear, take me to the Mardi Gras to the outrageous hurricane eye for the mother and child reunion. Just because I was not born under African skies not born in Puerto Rico doesn’t mean I don’t belong in that Kodachrome Graceland of peace like a river. Wartime prayers sung to… Continue reading Paul Simon reunion

Personal, Poems by others, Poetry Friday, Tanka

Dawson Trail Tanka (1)

We got back from our vacation in Dawson Creek, B.C. at the end of July. Dawson Creek is a town in northeast B.C. Near Alberta's western boundary, it is Mile 0 of the Alaska Highway. Our daughter's family moved there some months ago, and this was our second visit (the first was this winter/spring). One… Continue reading Dawson Trail Tanka (1)

nature, People, Poetry Friday

Ant

Ant ā€œā€¦the ants switched tasks. They switched in some directions but not in others. The general pattern is a flow of workers into foraging from all other tasks. The flow seems to originate with the nest maintenance workers, and once an ant leaves nest maintenance work, it will not go back.ā€ – Deborah Gordon, Ants… Continue reading Ant

nature, Poetry Friday

Holidays

Holidays Another newly minted coin rolls from the satin purse of night adds yet more hours of wealth to the collection of summertime perfection. Ā© 2014 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved) ************** We’re recently back from holidays, which can sometimes feel other-worldly and too good to be true. We are also in the middle… Continue reading Holidays

Acrostic, light, Poetry Friday

Summer advice

Summer Advice Savor the moment Let your mind wander Only rise When you’re good and ready Don’t rush around Or meet any deadlines Wile away the day No pressure Ā© 2014 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved) *************** It’s summer and I’m about to take my own advice. I will be taking a break from… Continue reading Summer advice

nature, Personal, Poetry Friday, re-post, writing

Writing

Writing Beside the path that winds through my waking and sleeping, grow, like wild flowers, scenes, insights, connections. Some days I am too rushed or distracted to see. On others I am wiser, live with the perception that gathers a bouquet, chooses one or two to press between the covers of a book. Ā© 2004… Continue reading Writing