poetry

So Life

There are many colours. Too many to name or count. In fact think of life as a painting bursting at the seams with every possible…


Sunlight Streams

The rain falls from the darkened sky, separate her place. I see the scarecrow, the children’s secret fortresses. And all that was the cold, hard…


Two poems

Bikes and rocks and her and me i rember a brite sunny day when i was watching my older Sister play on Her bike and…


Local Briefs

U of M archives get spooky addition Peter Aykroyd, father of actor Dan Aykroyd from the 1980s film Ghostbusters, announced Oct. 15 that he will…


Genesis

The world begins fresh, To give . . . and to bud anew. to journey the light. I’m running from, you are unkind. Still sometimes,…



Why

Life akin to a battalion of Soldiers marches on Strong and stern, with no need for forgiveness He sets his sights His very step a…


Doughboys

Hello Doughboys Where is your war today? Vietnam’s nitroglycerin jungles weren’t enough, Now that the jungles are stained red The sand has to be painted…


Making Art

I have been suffocated, strangled My words cut short and the flow Ceased My back is broken by black and bulging beasts, Whose sadness seeps…


He’s our man

Most people believe Leonard Cohen authored the playbook for late-night conversation, drinking wine, making out and then feeling vaguely depressed about it all. But a…