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…
raven o’clock
I was immediately captivated by Paul Haining’s early morning image of a raven on the rooftop beside the clock tower in Almonte. And I loved the title he gave it:…
don’t put me in a cage
We all long to be free in our own way. To see a world of possibility stretching out before us like an open road. This poem is about that. It…
ptsd: a poem written in 2017 that still applies in 2020
ptsd © 2017 punkie Listen here (and/or read below): ptsd © 2017 punkie i cry as the sun sets i weep at its rise the least little…
grist for the mill
On July 1, 2018, I moved from the beautiful village of North Hatley, Quebec, where I lived for five years, to the equally beautiful town of Almonte, Ontario, where I…
pink picket fences
pink picket fences © 2018 punkie pink picket fences glue sticks and blue sticks pens and potatoes roses are red and so are tomatoes creating a poem…
you probably brought it on yourself
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note to self: do not argue with people whose purpose is to argue
I wrote this poem, and posted it on LinkedIn. Then a man who seems to enjoy responding to my posts with passive aggressive comments designed to provoke me did so, and I…
a poetic #EPIC answer to “how are you?”
“How are you?” seems such a simple question. We hear it, or variations of it, over and over again, and we answer without much thought. “Fine thanks,” or something like…
broken dreams
broken dreams Listen here (and/or read below): http://casite-801723.cloudaccess.net/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/Broken-dreams.mp3 broken dreams © 2017 punkie this night I weep for shattered hearts and mourn the lost unfinished starts i grieve...