Category Archives: poetry

Turbulence

She walked with a train of midnight-hued crows in her wake, her ear to the wind and the silently growing things, alert to any aberration in her world… There is a sickness creeping over the land,            … Continue reading

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Passenger

Among summer flowers and dark earth I spied a red velvet starfish, an exotic bloom plucked from its ocean home dropped by a careless hand or mother gull upon an unknown world. A world saturated in golden light and still … Continue reading

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Illusion

I knew the scar was coming and after three opinions, the surgeon was chosen with care, this one less cavalier, instilling a quiet hope that I might still recognize the face in the mirror. As the shiny scalpel cut away … Continue reading

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Infinity

A tired stretch of asphalt, outside of time finds itself peppered with glossy machines, sleek, moving fast,  their owner’s hearts turned to stone. The needle strewn forest path, outside of time bears witness to the solitary soul seeking solace and pure … Continue reading

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Seven Directions

I find myself in quiet corners capturing wayward lines on discarded napkins or random library slips, realizing there is magic to corral and wrestle upon the blank space – the image of a modern day Pan playing his flute upon the … Continue reading

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Cultivating the Opposite

The dream of living by the sea near a wild forest and ancient mountain range, rose unbidden, colouring the day to day of my long ago high school world. Time has passed unbound, leaving its inevitable brushstrokes and bruised shadows behind, … Continue reading

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Borderland

Centuries of the same tired words reverberate through time, never fraying the seasons and hours of the day parsed out by man nature’s eternal rhythms ignored or manipulated creating monsters in their place, leaving us to cry out, with hearts as … Continue reading

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