all’s well that ends well in almonte
When it got noticeably cool sometime after 9 p.m., I glanced over at the thermostat. The red indicator needle was a couple of degrees below 20 C where it…
damn. the covid finally caught me.
Saturday, December 2, 2023: The symptoms started on Tuesday afternoon with a sore throat. I’m prone to sore throats so I didn’t think much of it. Wednesday morning, I…
23 motorcycle-related things i’m grateful for this thanksgiving 231007
It’s Canadian Thanksgiving weekend 2023. Here are a few things I can think of (off the top of my head) that I’m thankful for with respect to motorcycle riding so…
6 ways motorcycle riding improves mental health
A fellow rider shared New Year’s wishes in one of the Facebook rider groups I belong to. His words resonated with me and sparked the poetry pixies to pick…
ever feel as if you don’t belong?
November 18, 2022: “Did you post that poem?” Christine asked me over Zoom today. “No,” I replied. “I’m still thinking about it.” I wrote ‘on the outside’ in early…
best friends
My mother’s room was at the end of the hall on the third floor of the nursing home. Her neighbour’s door was always open when I walked by. There…
25 things motorcycle riders have in common with people who live with dementia
I bought a motorcycle in late August 2021. Learning to ride it has been a bit of a rollercoaster, just like learning how to care for my mom who lived…
oops
I’m having a great ride. My best yet. Which says both a little and a lot I guess. A little in the sense that I’ve been riding for only eight…
good girls
When I squeezed into a parking spot at the post office the other week, I noticed an elderly woman beside me at the rear of her car. A hatchback. As…
today
Today is the last day of National Poetry Month 2021 in Canada. Today this poem wrote itself to light and hope through snow, tears and fears. Merci Johanne Ravenda pour…