Take Off

Occasionally I dream that I’m flying, like Icarus who was so sure he
could reach the sun. I don’t go that far, but my dream takes me high
and then … lets me down … Is this your experience?

TAKE OFF

a compelling dream
urges me into flight                                      img_9375-8-25-16-blog
feathers waxed tight
arms stretched
ready for lift-off
into an unknown sky
where valleys and hills
fall out of sight

corralled with eagles
nestled by hawks
the air undergirds
with cloud and storm
until I am struck
by lightning shards
and fall through snow
to an earth unknown

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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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Prairie Cold

The Southern Hemisphere basks in heat and drought while we
deal with frozen pipes, hoarfrost, chilling wind, rain, and
winter beauty …

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PRAIRIE COLD

hours after sun dies in ice
stars glitter from white ground          img_0758-11-12-2006-winter-playground-blog

maples crisp with frost
hockey plays the street

those days freeze
behind my eyelids

as snow falls
in this northern winter

 

first published in Hudson View

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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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On Getting Dressed

Daylight is extending here in the North but still, getting up, slithering out of a warm bed, and getting dressed, can be stressful, evoking philosophical thoughts …

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ON GETTING DRESSED

I struggle into underwear                       img_9553-12-7-16-blog
of secret hopes   fears
embarrassments

shrug into work shirt
so that others may know
my day is not idle

step into jeans that I
may stride from sink
to workshop accidents

remember watch   rings
earrings that I may be
decorated with fantasy

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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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3 Ice Haiku

We’ve been in a deep freeze for days. I’ve enjoyed huddling
over the computer,  or a wood-stove, and considering the world from
inside. We keep the birds fed and hope they are warm too …

 

a white chair                                  4673-12-12-11-chair-in-ice-blog
caught in the ice –
no fishing

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blue sky
a red mitten
under ice

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my feet
crack ice –
overcast sky

 

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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Cosmic

I don’t make New Year resolutions (my resolution is not to make them) but I’ve been pondering my place in the universe, myself a micro-dot in the scale of the cosmos. I have no conclusion except that I do have a place, however small, that I belong, as everyone does …

COSMIC

I re-arrange the air around me                     img_9583-12-10-16-blog
pile it on my hands
balance it on my head
lick small drops

the smell of starlight
leaves me wondering
is anything left on earth
I should taste   touch    hear?

a single hair floats onto my leg
creating an explosion
of weight on my skin

I lift the hair
in order to understand how
the cosmos leans on me
day after day

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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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Angels and Shepherds

Christmas Day has come and gone, but the story continues, and continues to engage us in mystery and wonder. And, to keep the fun and glory of it, try my favourite flash mob, of the Hallelujah Chorus at a Food Court  …

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ANGELS AND SHEPHERDS

angels fell                                                           728-9-10-14-embleton-bb-blog
out of stars
into firelight

they caught
calloused voices
and held a sheepfold
in their wings
until
human fear undone
they released
the song of heaven

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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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The Long Wait

Happy Solstice! When the days begin to lengthen up here in the North. There’s anticipation for more light each day, and for The Day, for what happens … for gifts, surprises, family being together, for all the joy. There is sadness too, people who have left or died, but the Birth remains …

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THE LONG WAIT                                50031343976__sunrise-gillian-blog

stable warm
stable bright

we’ll watch
for sunset

wait for sunrise
all night long

for the Child
to come

 

photo by Gillian Leverkus

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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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