the magic of silent winter fireworks
The first thing I see when I wake up every winter morning is fireworks. Silent, silver fireworks produced for no one but me. They are disguised as a Boston…
the chris-ening
A cheeky seasonal salute (in punny poetry form) to CBC’s As It Happens co-host Chris Howden, pictured above in a treated screen shot lifted with impunity (so far LOL)…
on siding & riding
Sometimes when I sit down to write, I have no idea what’s going to come out. That’s what happened the other day when this meandering piece of fluff made its…
casualties
This morning, when I was walking on the Ottawa Valley Rail Trail (OVRT), I came upon a dead frog. I took a picture. This evening, when I was browsing the…
shame on who?
Seems everyone else is always to blame for everything (especially, it would seem, if you are the premier of Ontario, a random commenter on Facebook or a narcissist LOL!)….
another, another day
I was inspired after sharing an anonymous poem entitled “another day” to write my own on the same theme. Here it is: another, another day © 2018 punkie another,…
my darling clementines: christmas reflections from morocco
Susan notes: Carolyn Thériault is a Canadian expatriate who lived in Turkey when she wrote this blog post; she now lives in Spain. Thériault is the author of Stealing Fatima’s Hand,…
not dead. yet.
I wrote this poem in 2018, long before COVID. At the time, I couldn’t come up with a title. I finally decided on “not dead. yet.” With a tip…
all things pumpkin #poetry 2018
What fun we had with the Friends of Mississippi Mills Facebook Page “All Things pumpkin” draw in which participants submitted pictures, poetry and other stuff, for the chance to win fabulous…
all things pumpkin #pics 2018
What fun we had with the Friends of Mississippi Mills Facebook Page “All Things pumpkin” draw in which participants submitted pictures, poetry and other stuff, for the chance to win fabulous…