Category Archives: Poetry

A Leek Affair

  A Leek Affair Someone told me after my reading of The Critic and the Poet that she liked my accent (Shakespearean), and I found myself wanting to write a Welch accent poem. That arises from my Grade 4 class … Continue reading

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You Didn’t Have to Do That

  You Didn’t Have to Do That You Didn’t Have to Do That Welcome to Hell, friend. Come, warm yourself upon a flame. So glad you came to join us, You’re going to love our game. Now grab yourself a … Continue reading

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Virtual Medal

  Virtual Medal A quiet town lay quiet on the quiet countryside, A quiet car pulls up on the quiet parking lot Of a quiet market store on a quiet market day, A soldier wearing civvies walks to the quiet … Continue reading

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Seeking Self

  Seeking Self Seeking Self. Inspired by a news item of a missing woman. The “last seen” was a security camera footage of her in a convenience store. I thought she looked lost. I couldn’t help but wonder if she … Continue reading

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Who Will Cry?

  Who Will Cry for Them? Who Will Cry was inspired by CK Love’s FB entry July 23-16 re: she can’t write just now because she mourns the state of the world and all the disastrous news about killings etc, … Continue reading

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Courier

  Courier It’s dark, it’s crispy, your nerves feel wispy As you walk out into the night You don’t wish to go, it’s the night of the fright, But the cupboard is bare so it is that you dare Walk … Continue reading

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Fooled Me

  Fooled Me Just a bit ‘o silly (and gee, I fergot how tuh rhyme…) Looking for my wallet. Hid it … where? No one could find it. Why, I even fooled me Took 3 days to recover that wallet. … Continue reading

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