Shadows senryu

I’ve always been intrigued by shadows, how short or long they are, the way they reflect the object, make it different, create odd shapes, how different they appear from what they cling to …

 

geometry lesson –                           IMG_9070..4.16.13. shadows.blog
sunlit angles
on deck

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winding road
by the lake –
an osprey

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sunset
the shadows of a man
a woman and their dog

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9781771333054_FC‘A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art.
From Inanna Publications, 2016.

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Losing the Thread

Family gabfests are apt to range swiftly from one topic to another: memories shared;
a touch at politics; who is doing what, when, and where. An endless discussion that
leaps from math to kids to computers to books …

LOSING THE THREAD                            012.6.29.12.mexican cats, clay.blog

our conversation moves
from stool to rocking chair
picks up trailing fingers

curls over one son’s head
then weaves arabesques of laughter
over the coffee table

until it drops into a cave
under the chesterfield
to be eaten by cats

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first published in Hammered

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Frame and the McGuireNEW! Frame and The McGuire – ‘… a gentle yet striking novel about the way our perception influences our judgement of others.’ Amy Mathers. For ages 8-13 … published by Tradewind Books available on Amazon or your local bookstore.

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Faint on the Sky

Evenings at this time of year can be magic. We are framed in stillness,listening to
sounds of birds settling, watching the swift change of light, aware of the quiet earth …

FAINT ON THE SKY

a whisper of sound
passes like smoke
from one hill to the next                            mist on L.omar_4738..12.18.11
where I catch

catch the fall of evening
paint it on the lake
watch colours smooth each ripple

here I am reflected
on the western edge
framed by bulrushes

a mallard ebbs
into shadow
a minnow frightens
the last ripple

I steal into cold
listening
to the slip of water
about my feet
the brush of wind in reeds
the crackle of starlight

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my scans - after 18 112 cover To Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.

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Flight Delay

This month was renamed in 8 BCE in honour of Augustus Caesar, because it was the time of several of his greatest triumphs. Gladiolus or poppy are the birth flowers, meaning strength of character, beauty, love, and family. And how often we get stuck in an airport, on our way to meet family. We call/text to say how late we’re going to be as we wait … wait … and wait  …

FLIGHT DELAY

ponytail   bald   hands in pockets
they saunter   run
drag luggage  backpack                        IMG_2659 watching planes.blog
coat-slung weary

on fog-white window
their reflections pass
like unclaimed baggage
endlessly going nowhere

I wait for one plane
not to Toronto   Seattle
Fort McMurray   Winnipeg
but over the mountain
to Victoria
five hours late

I eat nuts
drink water   read
pace the clock
into flight

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9781771333054_FC ‘A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art.
From Inanna Publications, May 2016.

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Where Home Is

Everyone’s home is different, the map-reading a separate event, each series of directions special to who we are, what we do, where we live. Difficult to describe but everyone knows where their own home is …

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WHERE HOME IS

smell of plums and books                     IMG_9446..4.21.13. Belem map.blog
by a cedar chair

windows open to crow calls
a child’s voice

the road bends
around neighbour’s cat

a map shows where hawk lies
on blue above rising green

strangers can’t find their way
past the post office

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Frame and the McGuireFrame and The McGuire – ‘… a gentle yet striking novel about the way our perception influences our judgement of others.’ Amy Mathers. For ages 8-13 … published by Tradewind Books available on Amazon or your local bookstore.

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Construction Site

Then there are those days when I can sit and watch people working,
building … fascinating to watch each floor added, the joists, rafters,
being lifted into place …

CONSTRUCTION SITE

bucket filled with gravel
gripped by high mechanism                  IMG_7489.7.25.15.blog

wheels spin on oiled pistons
grind past drilled studs

where roof truss stretches
from edifice to anchored wall

framed by clerestory
scaffolding braced against wind

where men   pinned to height
raise rough casements

forked hammers belt-hung
heat      nailed in place

adz   awl     home forgotten
bevel hand clamped for use

this building framed
in measured hours

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my scans - after 18 112 coverTo Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.

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From the Beach

We go for picnics on the beach quite regularly in the summer, love the slap of waves, the lift and dive of gulls, the distant quiet of boats sailing in the bay …

FROM THE BEACH

this is ocean, these uneven foams                002..8.30.13.blog
reaching toward our feet as we
throned on sea-worn whitened logs
eat a late evening picnic dinner

gulls scream and dive for oysters
scoter-ducks dip for snails
a heron in slow motion stalks
those hidden prime crayfish

sea lettuce floats on a wave
tangled with broken mussel shells
a sand dollar, lengths of kelp
shreds of wrack, cedar twigs

we will carry sea and sand
in memory through the working week

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9781771333054_FCNew! NEW! ‘A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art.
From Inanna Publications, May 2016.

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