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To anyone who thinks they can convince, cajole and/or connive me into singing, please pay attention: I don’t sing in public. Point finale. The only exceptions are Happy Birthday…
To anyone who thinks they can convince, cajole and/or connive me into singing, please pay attention: I don’t sing in public. Point finale. The only exceptions are Happy Birthday…
Some people see darkness where others see light and vice versa. This is a poem in which I complain about people who complain. Ah. The irony. re*butt*all by susan ©…
When I came across this pic by Dave Wyman in the Ottawa Motorcycle Riders Facebook group in autumn 2023, I knew immediately there was poetry hidden in it. I…
One day in April, I was riding with a couple of others somewhere in the Ontario Highlands when I saw another rider approaching a long way down the road….
It’s April 24, 2024. When I wake up, the first thing I do is open the blinds and look out the window. It’s snowing. S.N.O.W.I.N.G. WTF. Sigh. Ten minutes…
Everyone knows I love #PINK. But I love purple too. Especially if it’s poetic purple about riding purple motorcycles. What if… “…there was a purple planet with purple people…
When I saw this doodle called ‘possibilities’ by my new friend Andrea Ross, words leaped out of my brain like a fish jumping out of a bowl. And what…
Happy Valentine’s Day to TheFox, TheTwin and Blue <3 Click on the bar to hear the poem. happy valentine’s day to my rides by susan © 2024 Listen here…
After Ron Martin and I exchanged Facebook comments on the nature of beauty and the merits (or lack thereof) of ‘enhancing’ images, I visited his profile page where I found…
I’ve no excuse for this other than it’s that time of year… ‘Tis the season to be jolly fa la la la la la la la la and to…