Check it OutBlogger at: http://hwbrycewrites.com Order Chasing a Butterfly at: http:www//.friesenpress.com/bookstore/title/119734000015361954 Note: Partial proceeds to Alzheimer’s Society. Poet published in anthologies Poetry Judge at 6th Rabindrinath Tagore Awards International 2017 TESTIMONIALS Lozan Yamolky I am trying to contain the overflow of emotions as I page though amazing #poet H. W. Bryce’s #poetry book (Chasing a Butterfly) 🦋 What an incredible capture of your beloved wife’s journey who battled #alzheimersdisease 😔 All along we thought being in love is all about […] Edit | Quick Edit | Trash | View 0 Published 2017/08/07 6:06:49 pm Select Deborah L. Kelly “Deborah L. Kelly” is locked Deborah L. Kelly When I went through cancer treatment with my daughter, I could have used a book that would give us an idea of what we were in for and what lie ahead. There was nothing available; Chasing a Butterfly is this […] Edit | Quick Edit | Trash | View
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Category Archives: Remembrance
Do Not Change Your Face Every family knows this. Every Care Giver. Every Lover. My thanks to my dear friend Jill Bennett for the use of her lovely poem and the picture of her Rodney. Precious are the memories.
My Jesus Poems Apparently written in Istanbul, Dec 1963 In a letter forwarded by little sister Marjorie, Feb, 2013 I Stood Where Jesus Stood I stood where Christ stood, I sat within His cell; And at the Garden … Continue reading
THE ULTIMATE GAMBLE These are rough notes to match the rough battle, at Vimy Ridge, a key battle in the First World War and a proving ground for a new Army from a new nation that hadn’t fully gelled … Continue reading
Up There He’ll Liven Things Up, Up There Inspired by the news that Chuck Berry had passed on. And where did he pass on to? Must be Up There, to entertain the saints Where he’ll jam with all the … Continue reading
One Rose A Fontanelle H. W. Bryce Pop-pop-pop-pop And three men fall Pop-pop-pop-pop And three more die Blood paints designs On the whitewashed wall Six souls rise from bodies once tall No one asks why A little girl recoils … Continue reading