nature, Poetry

Progress of Spring

Progress of Spring Snowdropsbirthed in winter driftssleep under hibernating treespure and white. Snowdrops. Crocusestoddler flower girlsdowny arms raised high,present mauve, yellow, white nosegays to the sun. Crocuses Daffodilschildren—stocky, solid, and beautifulheads down, concentrateon standing straight. Daffodils Salmonberrieswhimsical young loners and dreamerslight out-of-the-way places.with stained-glass lamp shades Salmonberry Blossoms Trilliumtrinity of puritystirs with the clear voiceof… Continue reading Progress of Spring

Personal, Poetry, re-post

Tulip Festival

Some years ago some very lucky Abbotsford BC fields were transformed for a few weeks in April by tulips. The Abbotsford Tulip Festival went on for a few years, history now I'm afraid, due to the pandemic and the devastating November 2021 floods in the Fraser Valley. But I have memories and a poem composed… Continue reading Tulip Festival

Personal, Poetry

What we remember – “April 14”

Some days are heavy with memories. April 14th is one such—the day my first child was born. Actually, she wasn’t my first child. Like so many women, I had a prior pregnancy that ended in a miscarriage. That miscarriage occurred a year before my baby girl was born. (Both were right around Easter.) Today, a… Continue reading What we remember – “April 14”

art, Poetry, wall art, Writing News

“Crossings” An Art Walk for Lent

We are now in the season of Lent, the 40 days that precede the Jesus’ crucifixion and resurrection. One of the Lenten activities that is available to people in Toronto, Canada from March 2 to April 14, 2022 is a public Stations of the Cross art walk/exhibition titled Crossings. Art by Canadian artists has been… Continue reading “Crossings” An Art Walk for Lent

art, Form poems, Pantoum, Poetry, re-post

Calendar

Though it’s only mid-February, today the sun is out and the temperature has risen to double-digits. Better yet, the crocuses have come up in the park! I was going through old files earlier this week and came across some of the poems I wrote years ago. “Calendar” is one which seems perfect to share on… Continue reading Calendar

light, People, Poetry

January, February…

Do you make New Year’s resolutions? Any success at keeping those resolves? Here’s a tongue-in-cheek poem I wrote some years ago, that addresses the phenom of resolution keeping. "That frozen stash of Christmas treats..." - sketch by V. Nesdoly. JANUARY, FEBRUARY… It's January, all must changemy resolutions cry it!I'll clean the cupboards, shine the glassCompletely… Continue reading January, February…

Personal, Poetry

Dear After-Christmas Leftovers

I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas celebration. We did. We even had a white Christmas, something of a novelty in this southwest corner of Canada. Now that 2022 is almost upon us, do you find yourself looking ahead, perhaps crafting resolutions and setting some goals for the next 12 months? I do. Not… Continue reading Dear After-Christmas Leftovers

Poetry, re-post, Religious

Let Christmas Come

Christmas lights in Douglas Park this year, photographed after a snowfall a few weeks ago. On this day before Christmas Eve, I wish all who read here a Christmas filled with love, warmth, light, family, friendship, and health. Let Christmas Come Let strings of rainbows ringing patios,and radiant pearls outlining roofsblink into the twilight. Let… Continue reading Let Christmas Come

Christmas, Poetry, Prayer

A Christmas Prayer

A Christmas Prayer Bring the Christmas life into our lives.Don’t let the hustle-hurry steal our joythe cashier lineups, traffic jams annoy.Flood us with peace till Christmas day arrives. Help us to hear the words of Christmas songsand let them calm us in the busy throngs.When beggars hold out hands, help us be wiseto see the… Continue reading A Christmas Prayer

art, Poetry

Christmas Seed

A few years ago, our church’s Christmas production included selected individuals telling their own Christmas stories. One of the storytellers, Keri, came from an addiction fueled life on the streets. Her journey to Jesus and sobriety began with an anonymous gift given to her by someone handing out food in Vancouver’s downtown east side. I… Continue reading Christmas Seed