Dougb.19255's Poems

Here's the list of poems submitted by dougb.19255  —  There are currently 391 poems total — keep up the great work!

The Syrian and Family Beloved

Met him after sundown
His smoke break
Back of our building
Cool and quiet
One mourning dove
Serenading from lamp post
On the street.

A Syrian, here eleven years
Shy about his English usage
Studying at an ESL group.
Making progress but
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by Wayne Blair

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Is the Separate Loneliness Passing?

I find it hard to go outside
To meet the Human Race
Some still wear masks
Their talk is scarce
And fears stay on their face.

A strange civility that sponsors
Stay alone.
Keep those six feet
And do your part.
Keep King Health on his...

by Wayne Blair

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Dizzy Sessions Recently

Are you alright there Mister
Your balance seems amiss?
The walking stick is helping
But not for all of this.
Help you to your car Sir?
Call your Doctor, yes.
Otherwise you seem fit
Until you hit this mess.
You say your meds have increased.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Yes it’s cancer…Sorry.

I can waste a body
I can shatter dreams
I can raise my threat
Through a thousand schemes.
I can rob a home
I can stunt a life
I can tear the bond
Of a man and wife.
I can pull the blind
Down on hope or joy
And the neighbours’talk
I will...

by Wayne Blair

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Robert Browning addresses the zany poet.

Calls him a Corregidor.

See this link

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by Wayne Blair

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At a Baby Shower…with joy.

The smiles and gifts

And games they play

The love they come to share

The hope of miracles anon

The food that's made with care.

The waiting and the learning now

Seem right as days reflect

A couple have brave journey soon

Full...

by Wayne Blair

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Mrs Mavor

From Britain for adventure
She came with husband new
Lewis with family fortunes
But devilish bottles too.
She prayed for his conversion
But took a baby’s charms
To deaden his addiction
With rapture in his arms.
A year and half so joyful
The...

by Wayne Blair

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The Mountains Make Us Seem Smallish

Lake at Geneva Switzerland
(inspired by a beautiful Geneva image)




Just call into the empty

And echo sings back soon

The Alps are all around you

The sunny warmth of June.

The alpen flowers sparkle

Released from icy hold

...

by Wayne Blair

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The Poet

This our craft
This is our hope
Silly as it may appear…

http://histocall.blogspot.com/2023/07/the-poet.html



Our line of work

Is to produce ideas

Formulate them as words

Printed on paper

Distributed to friends

And perhaps...

by Wayne Blair

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Anna and Refuge, 1965.

Alone

And in a new place

One carryall

Off the bus

Little cash and

One name and address.

Aunt Ida had given this out

Along with sixty bucks.

In her precious letter.

Anna, 235 Porter Street.

Bridgewater, NS.



Taxi...

by Wayne Blair

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Fellow Traveler

Comes along a traveler

In this common track

Steeped in simple kindness

Bringing goodwill back.

Just a little simple

Does he seem at first.

But he's real, compassionate.

Yes for same I thirst.

Oh the flaws are found there

...

by Wayne Blair

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Presenced by Paraclete

A link to a website posting.

https://comftnhim.blogspot.com/2023/07/presenced-by-paraclete.html#more


Many churches receive little understanding of the person and power and imparted wisdom and guidance of the Holy Ghost. This website offers...

by Wayne Blair

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A Cry from an Indian Wife

By Pauline Johnson


My forest brave, my Red-skin love, farewell;
We may not meet to-morrow; who can tell
What mighty ills befall our little band,
Or what you'll suffer from the white man's hand?
Here is your knife! I thought 'twas...

by Wayne Blair

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Waterloo Master Poet: rienzi crusz

The link to website posting.

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by Wayne Blair

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Amazing Life of Robert Louis Stevenson, novelist and poet.

Robert Louis Stevenson was born on November 13, 1850, in Edinburgh, Scotland. His father, Thomas, was a lighthouse engineer and the Stevenson family built a good portion of the deep-sea lighthouses along the Scottish coast. Margaret Isabella...

by Wayne Blair

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Critique of poetry of Canadian Rienzi Crusz (born in Sri Lanka)

Crusz's preoccupation with poetics recurs in numerous poems. Of particular relevance in the present context is his own recognition that poetry revolves around metaphors. He says in the title poem of The Rain Doesn't Know Me Anymore
(which I read in...

by Wayne Blair

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Can it be now a wrapup?

Can it be my work
In this place is done?
Had some ideas
Some metaphors
Som zany word choices
Some fun.
Some friends who gave
Real comment
Time to time.
Or asked an honest issue
That we might climb.
Thanks and sayonara.
All who love this...

by Wayne Blair

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An Excerpt from Archibald Lampman…Snow

White are the far-off plains, and white
The fading forests grow;
The wind dies out along the height,
And denser still the snow,
A gathering weight on roof and tree,
Falls down scarce audibly.


The road before me smooths and fills
Apace,...

by Wayne Blair

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Parking in Dawning’s Peace and Quiet

Sitting in Walmart

Parking lot

Rising Sun alerts

Crows clean up

Overnight mess.

One Staffer here

Dropped off early

Curbside chain smoking

We have said nothing

To this point

Sharing cool and quiet

An odd brotherhood
...

by Wayne Blair

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Psalm 37 at so many times…

John Wesley’s favourite Psalm.

British horseback Evangelist

Many uncertainties on

The Road of Witness.

But God was there

His constant provider, protector and

Friend.





Fret not.

Trust.

Delight.

Commit.

Wait.
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by Wayne Blair

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Paul. Retired.

No longer at the Bank's entrance

Cardboard sign in hand

"Some change would be appreciated."

This was a vocation.

Dedicated hours.

Standing and keeping up

Positive attitude.

And the smiles.

Usually genuine.

Rain or shine.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Susan Boyle Discovered…and how!

Coming from a small Scottish town

A might frumpish, ungarnished

Nervous sense of humour showing.

But then a pause

Entire audience still, eager

Wondering.

And Susan's voice exploded

Like incoming beams from Heaven.

With all...

by Wayne Blair

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Jimbo the Busker, all smiles and tunes.

Knew him years before
Playing by the Grocery Store
Good guitar
And folk songs
Most would know.
Tambourine, harmonicas too.
Any time of day would do


Misty, chilly times too.


This his source of cash
His store.
Handyman yes, on the...

by Wayne Blair

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A Challenge for Mel Gibson (to act, to direct)

Remember Passion of the Christ

Remember Braveheart

Remember Apocalypto?

All wonderful films

Birthed by Mel.

Redeeming messages.

In a trashy Hollywood

Of silly superheroes.



Then came his shameful impaired

Driving...

by Wayne Blair

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Day’s Journey from Kent. Sept. 1979.

Evening getting late

Third hotel try

Coastal town Rye

On English Channel

Smugglers’ hangout

Stories of Scarecrow of

Romney Marsh.

Raining and booming

Surf amplified.

Earlier at Canterbury Cathedral.



We apologize to...

by Wayne Blair

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Presenced with Paraclete

I know your presence

Spirit Friend

And Guide, Protector

You happily send

The best of uplift

Every day.

Some whispers heard

Oft’ As I pray.



How marvelous your

Wisdom from Above.

Never push

Never shove.

And...

by Wayne Blair

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Who turned off the little gray cells?

For the last fifteen minutes
Auto pilot holds the wheel
No awareness of where, or how
Just feel.
Been this way too often.
That Building’s brick cover.
Driveway getting asphalt this month.
Over back fence a schoolyard.
Catholic and noisy.
...

by Wayne Blair

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So Go Ahead Lord

So go ahead
Disturb my sleep
Implant your lines
and phrases deep.
The topic has been
Bugging me for days.
A Mother’s fortitude
Undying Love
And tireless ways.


A little is my own
My Momma’s care.
She knew the words
The comfort...

by Wayne Blair

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Thrill, Timing and Trouble of Heavy Sailing

Clearly coming it was

The dark wedge over Huron

Gusts, rage and rains

In a storm.

And the Race only

Half done with trusty

Crew of four.



Not a novel thing

Many storms battled before.

But each one its

Own pack of...

by Wayne Blair

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Deepest Places of Worship

I have been in cloistered places

Where the atmosphere is grave

Once a murder in Cathedral

That the King could not stop, save.

But acoustics, Man they’re special

And the loneliness not bad.

Bringing worship’s deepest utterance.

...

by Wayne Blair

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Stranded was Selkirk

A castaway
And hope stretched thin
The storm, the wreck, the digging in
Two shipmates lost
Their hearts broke first
The loneliness, the chill and thirst.
The gulls would teach
One errant mind
To dig the clams
And seaweed find.


The...

by Wayne Blair

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Boulevard Montmartre, Paris, 1850s

A famous print
Hangs in our living room
Luxury and ease pervade
No automobiles clutter
Much before that.
But elegant wagons
Walkers. Attendants.
Top hat or sweeping gown.
Poodle or whippet leashed.
Light poles with hanging flowers.


...

by Wayne Blair

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God, As Things Are

He knows of His Power
Its limitless depth
He knows of our journey
Its length and its breadth
Each heart has His trademark
He made; He can fix
But suffering crops up
Its burrs and its tics.


A portion of sunshine
A portion of storm
A...

by Wayne Blair

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I am formed from what?

I am nothing very special
Little bits of history, music, art
Deposits from my parents
Their equity of heart.
Their laughter at a story.
Their entertaining yen.
Their ears inclined to listen.
Oh to see them again.



To have a kitchen
...

by Wayne Blair

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Primordial on the Waters, and Diving

I can hear him

And I am nowhere near

Comes with pine fragrance

This time of year.

Comes with the memories.

Paddling of old.

Comes as the Father

Fakes some kind of injury.

Snake-like, bold.

Been with us always.

Trappers...

by Wayne Blair

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Schools might as well be out.

They are out with

The school nearly closing

Summer break

And the prospects are good

Part time work

City Park

Or the cottage

Robins singing "Summer Time"

As they should.



Kids are kids

And the classroom is stifling

...

by Wayne Blair

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Walrus, just lolling?

They just loll and roll
The Ocean backdrop
Calling tales to mind
Passing ships and sailors
Playing at the shore.
Touching ground, laughing.
Walrus pay no mind.

Nope, they stick to sex
And child care, eating large.
Trips offshore, feeding
...

by Wayne Blair

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Pastor gets a little dirt on his message…

Sitting down with my
Strawberry pie
June season it was.
And the prospect of chilled
Fruit delights
Woke me up.


Went online and
Quickly saw
Facebook comments
About the worldly touches
Of a certain renowned Preacher.
The one commenting...

by Wayne Blair

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Uncommon Church Visit

Never before been here

But today it just clicks

Been having much trouble

And I hope Church might fix.

Tried it online before.

But community is lost.

Sitting in jammies

And having some toast.





Folks at the door

All...

by Wayne Blair

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Rita MacNeil, genuine and warm.

In a former time

She was Belle of the East

Chanteuse Cape Breton

And Celtic the Feast.

Mellow her alto voice

Mellow her mien

Praising the salty air

Bracing and clean.

Praising the miners brave.

Down to the deep.

Men who...

by Wayne Blair

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Album

Going through
Boxes and boxes
Family snapshots.
Each child a wrinkled
Pink bundle in
Hospital nursery.
School at home
And playgrounds
Where Dad got involved.
Mom mastering
Their daily needs.


Now all grown.
Daughter.
Pictures a...

by Wayne Blair

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Special Music Video…glorious unfolding (with steve curtis chapman)

Gets to me every time.
Quiet, organized Den.
Dad’s Den.
Posthumously.
On the table his Last Will.
Daughter almost afraid to
Examine.
Inside an airline ticket
To England, Scotland, northern isles.


And a clue wandering challenge
London,...

by Wayne Blair

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Rain Ahead

Some dark foreboding clouds

Farmers say it’s dry

Do not see things

As those who scurry about

City sidewalks.

We have our parks

June events long planned

Picnics with those loved.

Potato salad, chips, sausages

Ready to go.
...

by Wayne Blair

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A trace of e e cummings

freedom is a breakfastfood
or truth can live with right and wrong
or molehills are from mountains made
-long enough and just so long
will being pay the rent of seem
and genius please the talentgang
and water most encourage flame

 
as...

by Wayne Blair

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The Men of the Deep

The Men of the Deep


It’s a job at least
Only one around
And it starts in dark
Leading to the Dark
As the Cage lets out
complaining sounds.


Will the runs stay clear
Of gas?
Will the passages
All hold fast.
Will my Buddies
Do...

by Wayne Blair

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A Trip “Home”, June.

Back from three days’
Travel to the Home Town.
Familiar roads.
Lush new fields
Redwing blackbirds..
Dairy cattle.
Seemingly we’re on auto pilot.
And delighted.



Through Stratford
And the swans in the Park.
Pilgrims to the Avon
...

by Wayne Blair

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Robust Hiking Day. Beausoleil Island. July.

This would be the full
Day’s excursion.
Tuesday, July, beautiful sun.
Peeking shyly through
The fragrant cedars
To our hiking group.
Packed with supper foods
For campfire meal
Mid-afternoon.



Discordant banter en route.
Up...

by Wayne Blair

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Quiet One. Park Bench.

She refuses eye contact
Much too shy and
wounded in the past.
A bench in the shade.
A magazine up and down.
Smiles so subtle
And frequent.
As two little boys
Turn a swing gym
Into noisy battlefield.
Complete with screams, falls
And rat...

by Wayne Blair

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Home Town, London.

Took three days to visit
London Ontario.
Old streets
Familiar homes
Brick and trees and yards
Preserved, perhaps improved.
Surprised at height
Of trees, once middle size.


But the people
Loved have moved on.
Both our sets of parents
...

by Wayne Blair

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A Father, Graduated

He had passed
And grieving impulses
Worked to batter.
On waking, thoughts
Would blurt out
He is gone.
Someone had removed
The trusty Back-stop.

No other death of
Any other relative
Had hit as hard.
I doubted my
Judgment and balance.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Increasing Handicap

It seems they are increasing
People who limp
Use canes
Lean sadly into a walker.
Shuffle irregularly
With one game leg.
Are developing skin
Cancers from outside.
Eagerly picking up
Discarded cigarettes.


Leaning over to look
...

by Wayne Blair

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Neighbours put in their place, fencing…

We have a common
Fence.
Rocks and mortar.
Repointed many a time.
Sometimes by Art
Or by me and Brother Spencer.
Self interest was
Surprisingly absent.
Whereas in the city
Conflict would have
Gone to Court.
Naming nasty names, deeds.


...

by Wayne Blair

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Legal-ease

Here Miss Para legal
Take this proof of death
Obituary sent to London Free Press
Notarized copy of Mom’s Last Will.
Morticians invoice.
Names and addresses of loved ones
Included.
Nothing complicated here.
Make things happen
Wouldjya?


...

by Wayne Blair

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There’s a Friend who…

There’s a Friend who
Did me much good
His wife as well.
Both on disability.
Lay ministry in the past.
Storefront Church. Downtown.
Mostly the attendees had
Mental issues and grievous
Emotional needs.

Our two friends sparkled
With...

by Wayne Blair

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Titanic Shame, April 15 of 1912.

Women and children first, Folks
Too few lifeboats.
That iceberg over to the left
Bout three hundred yards now
Did the damage
At higher speed
The crash brought a gash.
Pity.

I scampered into one
Of the rescue craft.
Staff member yes,...

by Wayne Blair

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Hot Again

Yep, the complaints have returned.
Days in the thirties
Centigrade.
Sweat tickles under the arms.
On the forehead and upper lip.
Women pat themselves
With talc, tsk, tsk.


The workmen around
That big street hole
Flaunt their orange
...

by Wayne Blair

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Sad Confinement. Years long and weary.

My hair is grey, but not with years,
Nor grew it white
In a single night,
As men's have grown from sudden fears:
My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil,
But rusted with a vile repose,
For they have been a dungeon's spoil,
And mine...

by Wayne Blair

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The Affirmation Essential

http://histocall.blogspot.com/2021/12/affirmation-in-everyday.html

Do you get the simplicity?
Letting that Other Guy
Know he matters.
A smile or kind word removes
The grief and tatters.

Sit down face to face
Family is simply
Stopping,...

by Wayne Blair

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The Rendering Up (psalm 22)

Had He been able
To write with His own blood
and Fingers.
On tablet.
The import of His final services
And self-offering, passively.
The Testimony would have
Been complete.
The giving up of Himself.
Un-assisted to hateful,
...

by Wayne Blair

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Petersburg, 1979.

October calm
and earlier dusk.
Anton on bicycle
Scurries home.
Bread and some cheese
Picked up.
And four oranges.
Costly as silver.


Betje cooks the soup
Up on fifth floor.
Her partner is coming.
Her life
Her laughter.
He’s been at
...

by Wayne Blair

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Transfiguration (Matthew chapter 17)

Delightful young Bride
Wedding week
Holiday in mountains
And jungles
Costa Rica.
Babbling streams
Verdant jungles
Birds with
Colour upon colour.


And locals
Always smiling
As they cooked
Exotic roasts.
Mixed the sweetest
Brighest...

by Wayne Blair

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Sorry Fire Story, Manhatten NYC, 1911.

From Wikipedia

The Triangle Shirtwaist Factory fire in the Greenwich Village neighborhood of Manhattan, New York City, on Saturday, March 25, 1911, was the deadliest industrial disaster in the history of the city, and one of the deadliest in U.S....

by Wayne Blair

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Earth Spinning it Right

The half of Her
Is now so dark
And weary souls seek rest.
All business done
The stars have come.
So may Her dreams be blessed.

I keep the watch
As comets sweep
And oceans deep roll on.
The pulse is mine
And right on time.
...

by Wayne Blair

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A Wiser Rescue

Upsets, turnarounds, stumbling
Happen every day
And much too soon
We take our tools
To fix it in some way.
No time to stop, reflect
A bit and hear the word of God
Why that is just delay, unwise
And to the world quite odd.


But why we...

by Wayne Blair

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Conscripted Killer-child

Come here little one

From under that acacia

Sure I know that it’s hot

Leave the rifle there.

Leave it.

Appears to be jammed anyway.



How didya get those

Gruesome cut cheeks.

Yeah I know.

But don’t let me frighten you.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Harry Brown, devastotor.

Lives on a meagre

Military pension.

Former operative, British Marines.

Modest apartment.

Unseemly neighbourhood.

Close by favourite pub

For chess contests

With best friend Leonard.



The friend has a tough walk home

...

by Wayne Blair

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Zulu Rebuff, 1879. January 22nd.

They will come over
Hill Shihane.
Already we hear
footsteps running.
Relentless like
Some locomotive.
Running miles and miles.
Unwinded.
And then without pause.
Warfare with
Damnable cunning.
And cat-like agility.


Chief Engineer...

by Wayne Blair

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Cold Notes. Fresh Snow.

There are markings of a ferret
Chasing a mate
Or a meal.
Dance steps of
Young rabbits
In quick love.
Field mice plucked
By noiseless Owl.
Tracks ending abruptly.
Steady gait of
A fox curiously ambling.
Bluejay wrestling
With smaller...

by Wayne Blair

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Why church schism?

Can we just leave out

Denominations ?

What you do

What you don’t

With the Lord?


In the Elect, assuredly

Or a job to stay holy.


Speaking tongues

Or some prophetic word?


All these things

Making much for schism.

...

by Wayne Blair

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A sampling of John Masefield (brilliant long narrative poems)

Slow up the hill the plough team plod,
Old Callow at the task of God,
Helped by man's wit, helped by the brute,
Turning a stubborn clay to fruit,
His eyes forever on some sign
To help him plough a perfect line.
At top of rise the plough team...

by Wayne Blair

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Senor Wences.

He came on stage
All courtesy, smiles
And dapper outfit.
Ed* would give him
The enthused intro.



The man threw
His voice into puppets
Or a strange
Talking box…”sawright.”
Humour was always
Clean and current.
Seemed like voices
...

by Wayne Blair

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Boy crippled, but not at all stopped…at age six.

I remember him
Very clearly
The bum legs
And magical trike.
The smile ever
Showing in challenge.
The sidewalk he liked.



I would be on
My way to the
Court House.
Some case full of
Ennui and pain.
But there was that kid
So...

by Wayne Blair

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Queen Vicky, bless her soul.

She calls us
To the skirmish.
She calls us
From our leave.
The women say their goodbyes.
Scarce time to gripe
Or greave.


Our kit is packed
right quickly.
Blades all sharp and shine.
And rifles are Martinis
No better friend of mine.
...

by Wayne Blair

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This Lamb a-wandering.

This little One
Caught a whiff
Of another pasture.
Sweeter it seemed.
Immensely inviting.
Before sun-up
Shepherd dozing.
He was off for
The Adventure.


Adventure?
Hordes of mosquitoes
In the low places.
Coyotes lurking
Behind bushes....

by Wayne Blair

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Why this Mess? Psalm 44

All the cards

Are against us now

So it seems.

God of Jacob

You attend elsewhere.

Forget all our

Resolute obedience

Through the years.

Oh sure, there were slip-ups.

But tears and repentance

Worked their work.



Now...

by Wayne Blair

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Angel Armies

Do I think of them much
Heavenly creatures
Immensely capable.
Assigned to protect
Those who stand as
Heirs of salvation.
The angelic bunch
Who guide, provide
Protect, advise, forewarn.
Warriors, messengers, supporters.


An angel gave...

by Wayne Blair

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Banged Up Pup

Took to me
No time at all
Damp stairwell
Downtown Memphis.
Sort of a Doberman
Mixed with standard Poodle
I think.
An attractive dark brown.
But matted with
muck of the streets
Near misses
And neglect.


The bath was a battle.


...

by Wayne Blair

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Horse Hand

They kept him around

The stables, corral

And Range leading

To the hills of history.

He grew up here

New Mexico days.

Boy no longer.

His 74th year.





There had been round-ups

From the wild places.

Herds free to run...

by Wayne Blair

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Harriet*…making a way.

Mamma Moses
We all thanks ya.
Trips and trips
You runned up North.
First with family
Who were willing.
Letting Dignity come forth.



Campfire nights
Pursuers tireless.
Stars that led
the Hopeful Way.
Grub so lean
And sleep so...

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Lion Cub

His Dad is a big one
Roaring will alert the veldt
Zebras are stunned
At the quick jab of fear.
Vultures anticipate some
Good pickings.

His mothers all rest in
The late afternoon.
Hard efforts hunting
No success today.
Antelope were too...

by Wayne Blair

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What got into the Magician?

You Sir with the red tie.
Would you come up please.
You don’t believe in any
Of this stuff, do you.
All sleight of hand, switcheroo
Smoke and mirrors, right?


You bet yo ass, Buddy.
Really nothing to it.
Just like another clown I saw.

...

by Wayne Blair

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Ape Man

He had come back

From high halls

Coaches and postures

Of London.

A Lord, and not really

Thrilled at all.

Humans seemed to

Strive and argue so.

Clan sensation only

Applied to taking property.

And that, as much as...

by Wayne Blair

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Each Scot at Home, and Free.

Just, a wee trip Laddie

When the skies are right

And the heathers’ colours

Bring true delight.

One can hear the

Pipes skirling.

The winds, the winds

And history hurling.

It’s in the Blood.

It’s in the Song.

It makes the...

by Wayne Blair

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Orillia Funeral (Lightfoot)

Here comes the Box

From polished black car

Handled slowly, respectfully

Weepingly by friends.

Gordy was the best.

Songs, images of Love

Doubt, Tragedy, Pursuit

Courageous doings

And carings.

“Pussywillows, Cattails, Soft...

by Wayne Blair

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And what church do you?

Can we just leave out

Denominations

What you do

What you don’t

With the Lord.

In the Elect

Or a job to stay holy.

Speaking tongues

Or some prophetic word?

All these things

Making much for a schism.

Breaking down

...

by Wayne Blair

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The Dog Takes the Cake

The dog thinks I’m alright
And I must get to
The Man through his pet.
No other way than that.
Wouldn’t work with a cat.
Main floor apartment building
Off the Elevator.
Pooch is all smiles
And overmuch tail wagging.
“Oh you’re just such a...

by Wayne Blair

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Kipling’s Brilliance

He could do it
As if spoken by a Soldier
Or a child meeting jungle creatures
Rare.
He could do it in the
Fogs of dear old London
Or the heat of India’s
Daily, drowsy air.


There were heroes
Gunga Din
And Tommy, Tommy
Facing...

by Wayne Blair

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Nearly New Radio to One Nearly Homeless.

He is giving it
His best shot
With a little boy in hand.
Mother left them
Without warning.
He can barely understand.
Lodgings come and go
By Providence.
Meals are earned
By loose change dropped.
Some of mine
And conversations.
Come to...

by Wayne Blair

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Picture Bible

My personal Bible
By the easy chair
Is now featuring
Taped in snapshots.
Old and new
People dear
And places viewed.
Formed a life
Of blessings


Probably, you first read the title
And thought of some
Child’s Illustrated Bible.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Revival Tent

The music began complete with fiddles, banjo, drums, accordian and trombone. The old favourites brought a comfort and an encouragement. "Got Any Rivers? You think are uncrossable. Got any Mountains? You can't tunnel through. God specializes in...

by Wayne Blair

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At His Feet

It is enough that
He designs the Pathway.
Trials overcome by
Leaning on His power
Self-assurance just
A fool’s game with
Sad endings.
Clinging, yes unto
this very hour.
Comes to mind
Past times when
Rescue seemed doubtful.
God showed in...

by Wayne Blair

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Gracious Glasgow Matron, Mary.

She was in the Mall
Food Court.
Two daughters
Wheelchair bound.
Living In Cambridge ON.
These past several years.

Wearing a smart beige suit
Well groomed but
Well out of date in cut.
Hair dyed a subtle
Gray blonde.
Every bit in place.
...

by Wayne Blair

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House Wrens

Little Mother
Build your nest
Right beneath the eaves
Husband helps with
Wood stuffs, grass
Proudly oft, he leaves.
Soon the sound of
peeping young.
Their demands are hard
Food to sling
The major thing.
Flying o’er the Yard.
This the...

by Wayne Blair

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Calvary. What the One Thief Saw

It has come to this.In a way, I'm glad.
The dank, dark daysIn the cell.
My partner's constant rehearsal of our Foul-ups.
The robbery gone bad in the uprising.
So quickly to the street.
Wooden beam thrust
On our backs.
Rome's disgust shown,
...

by Wayne Blair

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Prayer Closet

Again to be here
When none other might care.
Be the motive of fear
Or of gratitude rare.
I will run to this space
Just to unload my heart;
Yes a quieter place
Set a little apart.
And You come through the gray
In the brilliance of love
And...

by Wayne Blair

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Train to Glory

There is a place
Panic pushed aside.
Transporting smoothly
As if a train ride.
Closed in, but still spacious
Covering distances forgot.
Food, warmth, resting.
Hostilities NOT.


And where is one headed?
Could only be good.
How came all...

by Wayne Blair

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Night Janitors

All day long in bushes
Baby rabbit slept.
But with darkness coming
Little female lept.

Subdivision pavements
Room to jump and run.
Brother showed her play-time
Exercise and fun.

But a teenage driver
Home from party wild
Didn’t see the...

by Wayne Blair

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Like Fallout from a Blast

Cover your ass
And blame shift
Make the outsiders pay
Look out for Number One
And family.
Pick up the gab. Today.

Such hurtful talk.
Somebody thinks it’s true.
Gossip that’s
Self-exalting
Long as it doesn’t
Smear you.

Negative seems...

by Wayne Blair

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Streetwise and a cardboard sign

With his second Wife.
Baby Son.
Guy in his fifties.
Housing up and down.
Questions and more questions.
Children’s Aid?
Disability watchdogs also.
He is at his post
On a traffic island
Under stoplights.
Casting down shame
And anger and...

by Wayne Blair

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Eleven Stories Up

Balcony looks over
A school yard
And community Arena.
(Late night hockey yells.)
By the bell from the school
Kind of helps our regimen.
As morning coffee
Is enjoyed, Canada Geese
Yodel on by.



We are topmost storey
Get the teases...

by Wayne Blair

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In the Triune Way.

Harmony is not beyond us
It is found in Triune Love
And our Lord has prayed for teamwork
In the folks who rise above.
He asked Father for our entrance
Into unity of God.
Still we know our many foibles
And His hope seems mighty odd.
But it is...

by Wayne Blair

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Stubborn, as the Male Goes.

It seems I must
Carry it all.
Decisions and action
My thing.
So tiring, I stumble
And fall.
Giving God place
That’s the thing.

A serious surgery came
Not my place to
Interfere then.
Flat out in that
Hospital bed
I heard...

by Wayne Blair

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Oh, to disagree.

There is room to disagree
If the tempers stay in check
Fully canvas what we see
Not about one’s own red neck.
But it seems the Town’s gone soft
Wouldn’t dare to make some waves
Placid, milquetoast
Now the norm
Zest-less neutrals show most...

by Wayne Blair

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Private I.

I am following him closely.
Three days now.
Good retainer and expense cash.
Divorce.
Photos with the dummy
And his little Tart.
Recordings.
Dubious witness statements.


Scorned Missus is
A pretty number herself.
Dressed smartly.
Right...

by Wayne Blair

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In poetry.com, sort of…

So the whole idea
Of community sharing
Commenting.
Somewhat misses it.
Largely misses it.


The poetry contests
Much too random.
So many to read
Before the vote.
Did poets remain
Anonymous throughout?
Bad idea when perhaps
The name...

by Wayne Blair

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Bitter snows don’t bother Lucas.

Every week day morning
As I bus to my factory
He gets on two stops after Terminal.
Stainless steel canes
Wrapping his forearms.
Clattering happily.
Might have waited
Twenty minutes outside.
Snot dripping.
Mighty gloves, scarf.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Calvary: the rendering up.

Had He been able
To write with His own blood
and Fingers.
On tablet.
The import of His final services
And self-offering, passively.
The Testimony would have
Been complete.
The giving up of Himself.
Un-assisted by hateful,
heartless...

by Wayne Blair

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James Lee Burke, Author

He captures mangrove swamp.

With bellowing gators.

Lacy white egrets.

Popping sounds of bream breaking surface.

Very special finesse and mood.





Bad guys just keep showing up

From the mottled past of

Detective Dave...

by Wayne Blair

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Suffer Little Children

Children bound to toil and tears.Thought the shame of former years.
Woe, the heart that never hears.Some are fettered still.
Children bent to rake and hoe;Torn from play by plague's death-throe.
Scratching dust to make it grow.
Some are fettered...

by Wayne Blair

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Malorie. Exceptional Suspense.

Sam and Mary Walsh
Actual names of parents
Living in North Peninsula, Michigan.
At the outset of horrors
Seventeen years ago.
Malorie read the purported
Book of Census.
And wondered. A reunion.

Four of those years spent
By a Mother with...

by Wayne Blair

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New Prayer Directives

crossed a line

With prayer

Hard to trace

How I got there.

Years of asking

Thanking, whining

Standing in the gap

Expressing wonder.

But too much of that yapping jaw.

As if merit might be measured

That way, but NO.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Isaiah the sixty-fifth.

None will hurt nor destroy
In all my holy mountain
Having peace, praise
Purpose and plenty
Names of the godless
Forgotten by curse
Fire and destruction their wages.
But my people
The remnant who earnestly
Sought me with tears
They shall...

by Wayne Blair

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And Now, King Charles III.

Long live the King!


May 6th, 2023.

Westminster Abbey.





The Robe was heavy

Upon donning.

The Crown a thought

Upon the mind.

Leaving all commonplace behind.

It’s duty, long awaited

Commonwealth contemplated.

And...

by Wayne Blair

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Dead Tired. Two A M.

He was sleeping

Stretched flat

On a a customer bench

By a table

At McDonalds.

Before him empty coffee cup

Muffin wrappings.

Economy copy of black Bible.

The HOLY BIBLE.





What was the story here.

I dare not wake...

by Wayne Blair

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Do All (Colossians 3)

You know your place.
You search Christ’s face.
You know the New Man has arrived.
Your lusts locked up.
Yes led to death.
The Old Man spends his failing
Breath.
You seek the truth
Now mean lies past
And stealing, all
Oppression gone.
The...

by Wayne Blair

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I confess, I’m stymied.

Each morning they
troop out their doors
Attentions bent to internet.
The little screen
Has grabbed their face
And pulled them from
A better place.

The grand outdoors
The brand new sun.
And robin song.
The little children
To their...

by Wayne Blair

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Among the Hogs

Came to myself
And the sight was not pretty
Came to myself
In a mud-spattered mess.
Father had rendered
My share in the family
Knowing full well
That it scarcely could bless.
Friends had been fast
As I opened the purse-strings
Life had...

by Wayne Blair

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Park Episode

The child kicked at leaves.
Mother was with others
On a bench.
PD day, away from school.
And time to re-connect.
Mom absented the Job.
Dad had died two years back.
Aneurism’s cruelest theft.
And Boy missed the
Man in his life.
Missed the...

by Wayne Blair

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To Converse in real terms…

How many times is conversation
Stripped to the bone?
One eye looking for
A way of escape?
Lists of to-do being
The compelling Master.
Words offered mere truisms
Neutered expressions of convention.
Silly filler convention.
No value added.

...

by Wayne Blair

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Fulness of Christ; in Christ (Colossians chapter one)

You have heard the Truth
Been translated by it
Out of a world of darkness.
Privileged to know God
As portrayed by His
Courageous, incomparable
Son, Jesus.

We have told you the Story
You tell others.
Creation had full teamwork
Of the...

by Wayne Blair

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Harriet*

Mamma Moses
We all thanks ye
Trips and trips
You runned up North.

Grabbing captives
Pressed for freedom
Letting dignity come forth.

Common name
You hardly had one.
Chattels simply come
When hailed.
Or the Whip is
Quick to follow.

...

by Wayne Blair

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The Wedded Thing

The wedding gave a chance
To think on those in lineage
Hurts and hopes of forbears
The gold in family line.
Now this fresh young couple
Respecting vows they crafted
Rings exchanged quite endless
A union for all time.
Didn’t God envision
A...

by Wayne Blair

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Sampling E. Pauline Johnson (Low Tide at St. Andrews)

New Brunswick

The long red flats stretch open to the sky,
Breathing their moisture on the August air.
The seaweeds cling with flesh-like fingers where
The rocks give shelter that the sands deny;
And wrapped in all her summer harmonies
St....

by Wayne Blair

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William Montgomery Clemens, 1860-1931

He was a genealogist.
Newspaper guy.
Biographer.
Nephew of Mark Twain. Samuel Clemens.

The oldest book in
My possession is his creation, 1899.
“A Ken of Kipling.”
In it he describes Rudyard Kipling’s
Intense yearning for knowledge.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Agreement, Anointing in Song.

Power of Agreement, Anointing

Something happened on that floor.

Auditorium .

Beat and expectation.

Unavoidable smiles.

Yearning to sing.

Oh, but I’m not a Singer.

Yeah, so what, Girl?

Let it out.

In this place we get it.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Je ne sais quoi poem.

Coming to create
Not yet knowing
Topic or style
Nifty words or cadence.
It might take a while.

But you have gotten me past
Readership, numbers
Following of note
Let it not be Doug.
But rather words you wrote.

Some topic troubling
Or...

by Wayne Blair

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Saying something to a poet who has lost altitude

It happens and
You think your world is shifting
Once you had the brave
Tales, scenes, values.
Now all is drifting.
Words were novel, catchy
They came from sources
Arresting.
Now the dullness, sameness
Is so very testing…


So just pause....

by Wayne Blair

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Do You Love?

Do you love?
Not with the glands.
Not from some needs list
With gaps showing.
Not to silence
Echoes of loneliness.
Not in the panic
To parent.
Not to conform.
Not for that patient
Listening ear,
Willing to hear
Yours and yours alone.
...

by Wayne Blair

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I’m OK. Sucks to be You.

Gary was the newbie.
Summer student with
The Grounds Crew on campus.
Early spring clean up.
Fallen branches mulched
Brooming the sand accumulations
In the parking areas.
Setting out, securing of
Seasonal furniture.
Replacing severely...

by Wayne Blair

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Down from the Mountain

You see him, Lord?
You see him?
For years this awful mess.
He scarcely can express himself
Can’t even wash or dress.
His antics get folks going
They fear what might come next.
He roars in hot frustration
Sore lonely and sore vexed.



...

by Wayne Blair

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I met a man backslidden…

I used to have His Glory
Feeling His warmth
Touch, whispers.
But the one unanswered prayer
Repeated oftentimes.
One stinging disappointment
Stole it all.
Darkened the mornings.
Made the words of Gospel friends
Seem shallow, feigned
Out of...

by Wayne Blair

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Living, an exceptional film.

Nothing cloistered.
Not much in the evangelical
But really a healthy dose of conscience
And gritty resolve.
Never too late, yaknow.


He was button down
And by the clock.
Managing tirelessly
A bunch of young bureaucrats.
They could not...

by Wayne Blair

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Featuring Scottish Mettle (poem by douglas blair)

Alexander Peden, outcast

It was that Sabbath.
Last one inside the Kirk.
Preacher Peden shook hands
Smiling with that slight hint of courage…
Brethren, women this is it.
Thanks for showing
In spite of drizzle.
So what is drizzle
In...

by Wayne Blair

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Surprising Lunch

We were having a “business lunch”
Couple of audit projects
At the Office.
Pleasant, quiet little Bistro.
Tried a few times.
French onion soup and buns.
Delicious butter.
Delightful newfound herbal teas.
Each time here, feeling more relaxed.
...

by Wayne Blair

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But I will remember. (psalm 77)

My sore ran in the night
Sleep denied
Wept and cried.
Why Lord
This abandonment and shame?
I have not denied your Name.
And villains mock
They taunt my faith in You
And now my life pursue.

Do you not arise
For sake of the meek?
Tempered...

by Wayne Blair

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The Violinist (by archibald lampman)

I just want to share this poem by Archibald Lampman (1861-1899).I can remember enjoying the drive east on Highway Three from Blenheim to Morpeth. Just before you reach the turn-off for Rondeau Park, you will see a small church- memorial and...

by Wayne Blair

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A Ranting

Why can’t you just listen?
Why can’t you just pause?
I hurt and I want to explode.
There’s nobody else here.
I’ve come just to you
To rant and release this hard load.
But you have your Gospel
And hurt once or twice
And think that you now...

by Wayne Blair

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Never Alone in Your Plight

Never alone
They said at the starting
You would be there
Through thick and through thin
Never a chance
Your ever departing
Happy to hear this
I just walked right in.


 
Heard of your shame
And pain on the Hilltop
Heard of the folk
Who...

by Wayne Blair

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Cafeteria Crush

We have this time
Classmates in English Lit.
Chairs adjoining.
But now Cafeteria
Eleven AM Wednesday.
Warm coffee, muffins
And Neil Young, Joni Mitchell
On the Radio.


Intimate corner of the room.
Your essay topic
Has brought on the...

by Wayne Blair

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In a Shell Hole, 1916

The system is racked with strain
Sleep scarcely brought relief.
Too much grief. Too much grief.
All yesterday spent
Advancing on the Hun.
Thought we had them on the run.
A crazed momentum of
Dreamed bleeding conquest.
We gave our best.
And...

by Wayne Blair

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Hearsay Headache.

He was dying and things he said on tape.
(Brandon said.)
Put the blame not on my brother Ken
But on his brother Curtis who
Ran the auto body shop which
He had bank rolled.


The shop also defaced registration imprints.
Numbers on stolen...

by Wayne Blair

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A Kiss (selection from Bernard Freeman Trotter, WW One poet)

She kissed me when she said good-bye—
A child's kiss, neither bold nor shy.

We had met but a few short summer hours;
Talked of the sun, the wind, the flowers,

Sports and people; had rambled through
A casual catchy song or two,

And...

by Wayne Blair

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Strange Intersection of Mercy (the Cross)

PSALM 85


It makes little sense.
Finding a place of co-existence
For mercy and truth
For righteousness and peace.
God is so lofty and pure.
We are smudges
Of disappointment and doubt.
But at the Cross, reconciliation.
God abandoning His...

by Wayne Blair

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Lydia at Philippi

He’s new to this district
And found us in prayer
All down by the river
Our burdens to share.
We women were needy
We women were dry
We women were hopeful
That God would come by.


And fresh from the harbour
There came this strange man
...

by Wayne Blair

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Crows in Spring

There is a spot
Next to Wendy’s Fast Food.
Lots of trees
Awaiting leaves.
Next to a small
Creek
running clear
And lyrical.


The crows are above
Many of them.
Black and boisterous.
But their cries hold
The magic and promise
Of May...

by Wayne Blair

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Potter’s Wheel

His Hands are wet with my clay.

Spinning, spinning.

Shaping, shaping.

His Mind already holds

The beautiful Design.

The figure and fascination.

That I am yet to be.

His Way.

His Peddle pumping.

There has been no squeezing...

by Wayne Blair

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Tryst with Truth

I love you Jesus
Love you. I will start with this.
Each day I am confident
Of your Compassion.
Courage. Calm.
Caretaking.
Coaching.


There is not a place for
Self-confidence
Self -serving
Self-absorption.
Self-reliance.


You have...

by Wayne Blair

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Come What May, Camping.

Last two days in April
Thumbed his way
From Hamilton smoke and chimney
To bright breezy beaches
Of Dover.
Tad bit early but
Daffodils were out.
Robins and doves were back.
Looked like a green light.
He boogied south.


Light packing...

by Wayne Blair

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First World War in Forlorn Verses (Wilfred Owen 1893-1918)

ANTHEM FOR DOOMED YOUTH


What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle
Can patter out their hasty orisons.
No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells; ...

by Wayne Blair

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Everglading

The prop boat is wonderful.
Reeds, branches, mangroves
No problem, Wanderer.
You just skim over.
Easy to get lost in here.
Better have your compass
Dear Dumb Ass.


Portable radio giving out
John Lee Hooker and B.B. King.
Bonnie...

by Wayne Blair

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Ever Glading

The prop boat is wonderful.
Reeds, branches, mangroves
No problem, Wanderer.
You just skim over.
Easy to get lost in here.
Better have your compass
Dear Dumb Ass.


Portable radio giving out
John Lee Hooker and B.B. King.
Bonnie Raitt....

by Wayne Blair

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J. L. Hooker, Detroit, autumn 1967

Illicit sidewalk trades.
John Lee passed through.
Guitar case, folding chair
Hat for the money
That oughta do.


Drummer with his rolled joint.
Keyboard scampering true.
Handshakes from some crowd friends
Loving Hooker so blue.


Yeah...

by Wayne Blair

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Weather

We talk about it too much
Rain and wind and chills
And such.
If sun comes out
We cheer, guessing
Gorgeous spring is near.
In elevators we bring
It up as we are going up.
It governs baseball
In the park.
It’s what gives class
To Noah’s...

by Wayne Blair

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The “I Am” Elaborates

I am the Shepherd and

I am the safe fold.

I am the Priest and

Also the sacrifice.

I am the Envoy and

Also the message.

The Vision and

The light of the world.

I am the servant

Who is worthy of

King’s throne.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Grandma of Faith

She was at the concert, alone.
Night time
Heart of Detroit
By the River.
Cobo Hall.
Many Gospel events.
This one, Morris Cerullo
And team.
Morris just a little man.
Jewish, born again, Messianic.
Voice and heart large, deep.
Like a lion....

by Wayne Blair

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The Bus Wait and Ride

It is good that the bus
Will take few minutes more
You have started this route
On a new job.
I have been going
To mine over twenty five years.



Many are faces never
Having volunteered
A name or a fact.
Just that acknowledging
...

by Wayne Blair

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Peter walks the waves of Galilee


Is it that rough for you, Christian?
Can’t keep your feet on the ground?
Waves pound and noise seems horrific
Dreading the spray and the sound.
Yes now your sea is all boisterous
Can’t hear the call of the Lord
What’s that He said through...

by Wayne Blair

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South Carolina morning, May 2016

Holiday visit to friend
Moncks Corners
Small place northwest
Of Charlston.
Civil War memories
Of courage, waste.
City can’t shake it
Nor want to.
Childhood playground for
Poe before his horrors.


But back to the morning
Buddies...

by Wayne Blair

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Lone Pine Story

Small rock Island
Cottage fits four
Rudest of docking
Summer bids more.

Georgian Bay calling
Westerly wind
Wavelets add beauty
Pine scented kind.

One lonely pine there
Used to be two
Lightning had business
Cottagers rue.

That storm...

by Wayne Blair

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Catrina chaos and carnage

Dixie went to the
Convention Centre.
Whole districts locked down.
The sound of megaphones
Hammering out warning.
The levee had been
Compromised.
Stuff of hurricanes.


Walls of water, mud,
Branches, human waste and
Body parts rushed...

by Wayne Blair

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Morose and muzzled each morning.

Saw some this morning
Shaded expressions
Shoulders slumped.
Steel toes and blue jeans.
Fatter ones wear sweat pants.
Waiting for bus.



Same schedule and dedicated passengers.
Nobody talks.
Cellphones compelling.
Thirty percent still
...

by Wayne Blair

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Starting with Song

Four fifteen A M.
Just like the alarm.
He is singing merrily.
All kinds of weather.
Knows there are worms
Out there.
Some mornings sidewalks littered
With flesh.
Branches for a new nest
For the Missus.
And MUD.



Had a bit of a blip....

by Wayne Blair

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Burning (to be released)

Is something burning?

No, I don’t mean toast

Or anger.

I am talking some issue

Some ideal.

Been on your heart

In your mind, for days.

A poem in the birthing.

Could God be helpful

In the unraveling?

Ask Him.

Talk to...

by Wayne Blair

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Reclusive, Regrettable

Ever lost a Friend?

I mean COVID business

Put him under the bridge.

He is staying there.

Recently a grandpa with

Another coming.

That and his white cat.




Online employment

Friends have trundled off.

A former Pastor.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Mickee Dee’s all-nighter

Students gang up here

All night in studies/laughter

April papers, exams

Bunch of crams.

Bunch of hopefuls.

Bigger debt fed.

Burger, fries fed.

Career ideas, Daddy led.

Lots of theory.

Hands on, where?

Sleeplessness.

...

by Wayne Blair

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Spring and Scraping Leaves

I drove the Town
With windows down.
And robins’ cries
And young girls’sighs
Would visit and just say
Let’s chill.


The coats are off
And sweaters too are doffed.
It’s time for us to romp
Those pavements dry.
Dried leaves will scrape
...

by Wayne Blair

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Those Pentecostals

They are outside Town

With their strange noisy Church

And the tongues might

Be heard from the street.

It’s all signs and wonders

Just like Swaggart and friends

Must admit his piano was sweet.





We have our doubts

Here...

by Wayne Blair

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Castaway for real…Selkirk.

The bonfires stoked
The night stars dreamed
Mid hopelessness
The touch of God
It seemed.



To not let go.
To curb the tongue.
To write rich memory
Of days when young.
And scan that line, yes
Friend, in each spent day.
To persevere and...

by Wayne Blair

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Malignancy, sorry to say.

I can waste a body
I can shatter dreams
I can raise my threat
Through a thousand schemes.
I can rob a home
I can stunt a life
I can tear the bond
Of a man and wife.



I can pull the blind
Down on hope or joy
And the neighbours’talk
I...

by Wayne Blair

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Mary at rest. Smiling.

This was to be a simple evening
The Babe at rest, breathing deeply
Perhaps dreaming vaguely
Of Heavenly origins
But only sifted through
A babe’s awareness.



The Mother re-visiting
The strenuous journey
Now days past.
And pressing sense...

by Wayne Blair

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Widow in the Portuguese.

She grieves.
Food, drink, flowers
Embraces and condolences.
The mess all gathered up
The friends all gone.
The big poster of Carlos
Dear departed Carlos.
Take it home for the Closet?
Or no.?


Fearfully the approach to Lawyers’
...

by Wayne Blair

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New Hampshire Cabin

They came to our
Holiday Cabin.
First one, the big one
Seemed uncommonly
Friendly to our
Little girl. Wen.
Playing with her, gently.
And grasshoppers.


All four of them
Insisted on entering
Our rented place.
Access denied.
Hell of...

by Wayne Blair

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Urchin Quadruped

Found him
Rainy day in stairwell.
Barely able to look up.
Muddied.
Bruised or blood stained
In left hindquarters.
Did not want to look up.
Expecting only the worst.
Again.


No leash, tag, indicia
Of an Owner.
Seemed to be a whippet.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Simple Transaction. All is Changed.

Let the Word live for you.

In you.

Through you.

Bringing a kinship

With many ransomed.

Hurting and begging

They came.

You came

And observed compassion

Undiluted

Uncomplicated

By Fashion's push and pull.

The Master...

by Wayne Blair

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Dogs are like that

They are not vain or puffed up
Allowing themselves as
Focus of every talk with neighbours
Offering only a wide smile
And gracious tail wagging.

They are gentle and kind
Never harming or upsetting
The Babe, vulnerable in
Open stroller.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Bench Buddies

Bench
Close to one another
Gramma holding tight
The market basket.
Teenage flipping repeatedly
Skateboard into his hands.
Relaxed.
Gramma giggles
With gloved hand covering.


So you like that
Do you Ma’am?
Watch this one then
Nearby...

by Wayne Blair

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Local Cannabis Store. Handy and hopped up.

She took a bike hike
With the boys
To nearby cannabis merchant.
As if it were for milk or smokes
Or magazines’ news fare.
But here she was with youngsters
Set to trip the recreational
Gig, session, pain relief.
Who knew?
She took the...

by Wayne Blair

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Preach Gospel, calmly, spontaneously

Convicted and convicting.

Not always chapter/verse.

Everyday, some place

With someone.

Being that witness unto Jesus.

No backwards collar.

No certificate on the wall.





Just your deeds, casual conversation.

Music or...

by Wayne Blair

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Homeless Ones

They have composure
All things considered.
The cold and rejection.
Jokes about joblessness
Shiftiness.
Infection and skin cancer.
Loneliness sore aching.


So now they make
“Tent City”
Close to Train Station
Community of like minded.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Kitchener in Transition.

My place of residence
These last 36 years.
Formerly Berlin Ontario
Fights over the Kaiser’s statue
Dumped in Victoria Park Lake.
Re-named after
First world war hero.
Largely stock of Scottish, Irish
Polish, Russian, Slavic
Hungarian.
Post...

by Wayne Blair

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A new website compiled by DWB.

The link

https://sites.google.com/view/couldnaguessed3/home?authuser=1

Nights of joy
Just tapping
As images appeared
Poems and songs in video.
Providing help with fears.
With unbelief so nasty.
Or confidence shot to hell.
This website...

by Wayne Blair

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A talker from the get-go

“Has that poor woman delivered
Her baby yet. Three
days now.”
April 6, 1951.
London St. Joseph Hospital.
Came out bawling right away.
At the indignities.
This one’s a talker.

April of 1956
Kindergarten class.
Doing face in the corner...

by Wayne Blair

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Rhyming

If rhyming you desire
When soul is set on fire.
The hallowed heights
Where nothing could go wrong.
Then let these words
Bring heart
In someplace far apart
Where you and God
Review His works so...

by Wayne Blair

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Up a Mountain (with chris tomlin)

Thinking such images
Early evening after
Violent flu bug.
Music video.


Chris gets into
His old pick-up.
Driving up the elevation.
Thriving conifers.
Then a stretch of fire burnout.
Followed by the peaks.
Running wild horses
...

by Wayne Blair

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House left empty.

Daughter Lauren moved today
With Steve.
Goodbye Kitchener.
Hello Listowel.
Commuting back to Same good jobs.
leaving mother Janice and
Hilary and me, behind.
Well, almost.
House was forum for
Hospitality
Solace
Recovery
My healing time
...

by Wayne Blair

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To Recoup

(Wrote this piece while dreaming.
Seemed so real
But the tablet was in the Living Room.
Distant, resting.)

Flu bug badly
Aching stumbling
Muscle cramps
Balance bad.
Fell twice from
Lousy balance.

Body said, “get you down
In yo bed...

by Wayne Blair

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I goofed up…

Last week
Performance
Harmonica Group
Rockway senior centre.
Ninety minutes
Or thereabouts.
I threw in some Improv.
Not in the list
Strict list for performing.



Rick stopped full
Dead in his solo.
Could not adjust, continue
Looked...

by Wayne Blair

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Telling it like it is. Life with Jesus.

You have heard me out

I’m a Friend devout

And I take this time

To tell you Jesus lives.

He has hope in store

Healing, comforts more

And assurance heavenly

He gladly gives.





Dump the long list sad

Deeds and words so...

by Wayne Blair

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Gospel at Night (Elvis in the hotel)

Elvis
The had-it-all King
Memphis.
Basic Training. Korea.
Hollywood
Vegas.
Endorsements in
crazy places.



But then memories of
Sister Rosetta (Tharpe).
Smooth throaty Gospel.
Guitar mastery.
Didn’t it Rain Children?
Martin Luther...

by Wayne Blair

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Every Easter, a visitor.

Big backyard in primary years
Grassy, spacious, lilies near.
Looked expecting
Yes again
Bunny visits without fear.
Nuzzles grasses
Pads large f
Floppy ears don’t skip a beat.
Robin trots beside him bold.
Back from Chesapeake, I am told.

...

by Wayne Blair

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V. Borge. Never a sharper mind/ talent on piano.

Victor, the Great Dane.

Danish and out of
Wartime Occupation.
Ed Sullivan laughed with him…
Imagine, Ed laughed!


Followed much more fun his way.
Keyboard over-run.
But not until some spoofs
On opera, composer styles
Late guests down...

by Wayne Blair

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Lavender

My Mom’s favourite scent

Market Garden near Sparta

Coloured feminine things

delicate hues each spring.

Huge fields blessed in France

Invitation romance.

So soothing and pure.

Let lavenders...

by Wayne Blair

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Philip Levine. Pulitzer winner.

He write of Detroit
And later California shores
Encounters, Jew jabs
Stimulants and bores.


The grinding factory
Old stores torn down.
Coloured districts
Songs Motown.


Auto assembly beat
Smoke never clears.
Long way to Dearborn.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Harps on the Streets

I ply the streets with music
Stores or park or square
Wherever folks are busy
And needing peace and care.
The songs seem almost corny
The stuff of Grandpa’s Rest.
From campfire or Ship’s belly.
Harmonicas play best.
And sometimes One
Will...

by Wayne Blair

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Epsom Salts

My wife will soak her feet
Takes away all aches and pains
From the day’s hard stressors met
From her age a-grumbling again.
Salt, an elemental thing
Drawn from sea or deep earth’s vein.
Nothing there of manufacture.
Nothing there of brain or...

by Wayne Blair

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Neil Diamond piece

Heard one this morning.
Unfamiliar.
But Neil Sound, for sure.
Brother Loves Traveling
Salvation Show.
Clearly, beautifully
Manifests the Gospel
On the Road, and for good.
Dusty vagabonds of choice.
Campfires. Angel choirs
The Way they...

by Wayne Blair

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Saturday. Ours and Delightful

April Fools Day, the first.
Yeah, that’s a good one.
Coincidently the Elmira Maple Syrup
Festival.
Happens in large measure.


Will miss that one.
Happily the skies have cleared.
Concession owners will all be thrilled.
They say Town...

by Wayne Blair

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Music of the Night

We were listening
To a CD with
Susan Boyle and a baritone Guy.
Interesting?
Some middle aged Scottish woman.
A spinster of years.
Singing of Love Indescribable
Almost prohibited .
A Phantom of the Opera, distorted.
A beautiful woman beyond...

by Wayne Blair

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Battered Buddies

A Border Collie something
Now leashed and in the rain.
The Old Man’s constitutional
No pain. No gain.
He talked to her in low tones.
She seemed to take it in
The path rehearsed
The mile traversed.
They made like young.
Time and again.
If...

by Wayne Blair

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In her stroller.

She caught my eye
A-strolling
Her Mother searched some rack.
She flirted with her blue eyes.
Mine flirted back.
Not reached, her first
Of birthdays.
No language filled the gap.
But she watched me
And curious.
just fancy that.
This Old...

by Wayne Blair

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Baca. A valley.

I crossed it once
And it burned and parched
and stressed.
A dismal Trek of desolation.
To one who thought
Faith always brought the best.
But prayers gave waters
By their persistence
And showers natural
Filled the pools.
A testimony
Let...

by Wayne Blair

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Susan Boyle

She came to audition
Jolly good venture
Frumpish, plumpish Scottish
And Simon rolled his eyes
The lights then changed
Sounds re-arranged
All judges were SURPRISED.
Where was the cool?
Not showing.
Some giggles fore and aft
But as she made...

by Wayne Blair

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You Knew…

I have been missing
I know.
Not up for bowling, cards or a show.
See, I have been sick.
Tired right out.
Makes me depressed
And given to shout.
Thought it was time
I gave you a Reason
Why the no-show in
This precious Season.


Oh I knew...

by Wayne Blair

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Bond, James Bond (shaken not stirred)

The bad guys with the
Assault weapons
Miss him every time.
He has a hand gun.
One shot and
Three thugs drop.
While the fortress alarms scream
Out their disapproval.
James Bond.

He always has strange
Alter egos.
Bird watcher.
Salesman....

by Wayne Blair

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Shed Out Back. Havenly.

Bob would make
His retreat from Factory
Pick up chicken salad on rye
Red grapes. Bananas.
Havarti cheese.
Look for mail in slot
Change to sweat suit
Head out back
For hours of hobby
In wood chipping
(Started it one summer
Rented cottage....

by Wayne Blair

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Sightings. @ 1959. Oh the horror…

Did you see it/him?
Half hour back
Greenish gray thing.
Passed
By our house on Queens Ave.
Kicked through garage siding..
Crash bang with a bunch of tools.
Some borrowed from Ned Wilson. Oops.
Smashed through opposite wall.
Easily.


...

by Wayne Blair

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Shirley L, the good neighbour

Lived two doors west
Of my parents. Regent Street.
Near Gibbons Park.
Widowed long.
Always a sweet word to us.
Sign in the window
For Neighbourhood Watch.
Husband Chester gone.


Remembering one summer’s day.
Dad and I re-shingling
...

by Wayne Blair

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Jack Blair, Over There (battle of britain)

was Ryerson in Toronto
physics, cathodes in a rush
And the docks of venturesome
Halifax
for that Britain Battle push,
luxury liner did the passage
young men eager for their post.
soon the sick-rail leaning, over
and those friendships...

by Wayne Blair

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Robert Penn Warren (pulitzer guy)

A tribute to his masterful poem narrative…”Chief Joseph of the Nez Perce” true aboriginal history.


I have read of

The mindful retreat of

Younger Chief Joseph

Of the Nez Perce

Before Howard, Sturgis

And Miles, the one with

The...

by Wayne Blair

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Leonard, with appreciation…

Frail and homely thin
Pointed Jewish chin
Turtlenecks
Black or fray.
Coffee shops and smokes.
Montreal he pokes.
Scenes and sweets
And sours ‘long the way.
Bakeries, chocolate too
Tourist shops that do
Tout the syrup, maple
Pretty...

by Wayne Blair

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Featuring Michael Ondaatje

Griffin calls to come and kiss him goodnight
I yell ok. Finish something I'm doing,
then something else, walk slowly round
the corner to my son's room.
He is standing arms outstretched
waiting for a bearhug. Grinning.

Why do I give my...

by Wayne Blair

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Featuring Duncan Campbell Scott (The Half-Breed Girl)

The Half-Breed Girl



1She is free of the trap and the paddle,
2 The portage and the trail,
3But something behind her savage life
4 Shines like a fragile veil.
5Her dreams are undiscovered,
6 Shadows trouble her breast,
7When the...

by Wayne Blair

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A little stuck on the Lake District, England?

It blew me away!
Searched poetry.com
For some favourite
North American poets…

E. Pauline Johnson (next to nothing; brilliant aboriginal princess)
Al Purdy
Archibald Lampman* (decent listing but…)

Duncan Campbell Scott ...

by Wayne Blair

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Burial Rites. Poem by Philip Levine, 2007

Burial Rites

By Philip Levine
April 9, 2007


Everyone comes back here to die
as I will soon. The place feels right
since it’s half dead to begin with.
Even on a rare morning of rain,
like this morning, with the low sky
hoarding its...

by Wayne Blair

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Tea in the Wee Hours.

Hot, hot
But that’s good.
Sitting high
Over neighbourhood.
Eleventh floor
And none above.
Peaceful quiet
From push and shove.
Reading poems
From friends of Verse
Gripping, comforting
Good to rehearse.
Mine the hour
And mine the Room.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Found this one by browsing others’ work. Celebrating It.

Representative of succinct, clear, convincing poesie. Full of hope and wisdom.

Well done…Amanda Gorman.



New Day’s Lyric


May this be the day
We come together.
Mourning, we come to mend,
Withered, we come to weather,
Torn, we come...

by Wayne Blair

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Drawing into Triune (as Jesus prayed)

Oh might we hear from you today
Speak dear Lord, now as we pray
Come alongside these bits of clay
We supplicate, we praise your Heart
Twas for this joy
You set apart
Involve us in Compassion’s Art
All else is loss
We see the Cross
And hear...

by Wayne Blair

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Byron and the story of Prisoner of Chillon

Times of persecution and capture
Of religious upstarts.
Prison atop a huge cliff
Overseeing the Lake Leman.
Three brothers
Father having been
Killed
“For the God his foes denied.”


Young brother, the beautiful one
After his Mother’s...

by Wayne Blair

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Pathfinding by the Most High

Psalm 71 tells it right
Old Guy with his share of troubles.
Attacks. Slander. Needs.
Doubts about consistent Love.
But the Righteous Hand
And Father known
To be close and busy.
Sustaining. Guiding.
And vindicating
In the end of it all.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Remembering Enoch Arden (tennyson)

A castaway
And hope stretched thin
The storm, the wreck, the digging in
Two shipmates lost
Their hearts broke first
The loneliness, the chill and thirst.
The gulls would teach
One errant mind
To dig the clams
And seaweed find.

The...

by Wayne Blair

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Bird on the shoulder…Shopping.

Told me that the little guy
Was six years.
Beautiful shades of blue.
Spots of emerald
On head and breast.
About starling size.
Man was simply
Wandering, searching
For some hardware item.
Bird would NOT FLY OFF.
Jostle some inventory.
Not...

by Wayne Blair

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Jesuits Venturing

The storm had challenged
The ship’s planking, canvas, cross arms.
Helps or rope restraints
Had been employed
Almost too late.
Francis had nearly
Lost his chest of letters, Loyola’s work.
Sepia pictures of sister Annette
Their mastiff Prince
...

by Wayne Blair

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Go for the marrow in the Book of Amos.

Amos was a farmer, a shepherd and a tender of sycamore fruit in the Southern Kingdom of Judah. His very name meant "Burden" or "Burden-bearer".

He was destined by the will of God to deliver a message of warning and rebuke to the idolatrous...

by Wayne Blair

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Everything goes through the mutt.

Sunny March day about 8 degrees C.
Guy in our building walks a poodle
Cinnamon, and left unshorn
Lucky for him. The alternative is so faggy.
Clipped short and delicate.
But a male poodle?
Only good to partner with
French hookers by the Seine....

by Wayne Blair

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Prisoner of Chillon (tribute to lord byron, charles gordon)

A sad look at oppression by the state over faith



My hair is grey, but not with years,
Nor grew it white
In a single night,
As men's have grown from sudden fears:
My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil,
But rusted with a vile...

by Wayne Blair

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Believer’s Death/Transition.

When I have slipped this shell
And kissed each loving face once more
And find strange buoyancy
To float weightless
To that distant shore.
When pains have fled
And duties suit a former time.
And eyes new-sparkling
Marvel at all joys now mine....

by Wayne Blair

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Writing, if at all possible

Want to do this?
Rest for twenty minutes
Shut up, erase past thoughts
Pray, if you wish.
Get Fresh air from
Open windexed window.
Now, think back…


Something been
Bothering you lately?
Provoking you?
Stirring the Heart
Toward beauty,...

by Wayne Blair

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Featuring Philip Levine

He observed
Time split between
Fresno and NYC.
Places where people crowded
Jostled, ate, fought
Loved and mourned.
His was a clarion horn.
Jewish born in Motown.
Knew of assembly line
And colour line
And homes so fine in Dearborn.
Not his...

by Wayne Blair

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Lord willing. That tiresome phrase.

Pastor stood up there

Looked straight ahead to them

Said to them.

'I stand here only by God's mercy

His protection provision.

Wisdom and solace.

Second and third

And however many chances.

Stabilizing Hand in storms.

Had a...

by Wayne Blair

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Saying Nothing Nicely

We are sharing the Den
Nine AM (chime ringing
As I tap here).
Slouched in love seat
Hilary, with Monet
Water Lily print overhead.
I have a Group of Seven number
Behind me and up
The Red Maples by cascading brook.


Old Aunt Mary’s
Royal...

by Wayne Blair

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Actually took and appreciated some help from AIDA.

(Reviewing poem about an old man on the bus very early.)



Wow, this poem really resonates with me! I love how the author captures the man's spirit and determined attitude despite the cold weather. It's so inspiring to hear about someone who...

by Wayne Blair

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Anointing in song and agreement

Something happened on that floor.

Auditorium .

Basketball gym converted

For another night.

People from many churches

Or not.

Beat and expectation.

Unavoidable smiles.

Yearning to sing.

Oh, but I’m not a Singer.

Yeah, so...

by Wayne Blair

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The Everlasting Mercy

I am directing the plow.
Horse well knows the routine.
Jangling his trappings.
Yeah, me…producing
Planning
Performing
Praying.
That’s the big part, praying.

Not always so
Not meself.
Poacher
Profane
Polluted with beer or gin.
Beggar...

by Wayne Blair

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Canoe by Back Point.

Love this place
Special space
And waters trickling
Down my paddle.
Precious sound
Freed from ground.
Nothing here to hurt
Or rattle.
Need the time
Dusk sublime.
And here come the peepers.(frogs)
Stars will show
Names I know
Cinema clear...

by Wayne Blair

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Faith booklet offered…when time is right.

Third time encounter
Here at this Tim Horton’s
Canadian venue for coffees.
Conversation. Newspaper.
Last time got your name.
Peter. Mine’s Doug.
Talked weather, local hockey
Excited kids on school break.
New Council ordinance
For lower...

by Wayne Blair

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Blithe Spirit

Second marriage going famously.
First Wife passed on.
Or did she?
Betimes in darkness
There’s a whisper. A chair moved.
Book tipped over.
Cooling breeze, but no window
Allowing.
It’s her.
Won’t leave this House.
Her house.
New wife is...

by Wayne Blair

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Young Carpenter’s Day. Nazareth.

Father sends me to

Deliver Miriam's table

To her house, Bedside.

Over sixty five.

Pleasant, loves to talk.

Pretty much shut-in

And seated.

Dad stated that price.

Won't be any problem with her.

How miserable when a...

by Wayne Blair

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The mind can wander.

Once while sitting in a "seen it all before church service", I began to imagine something truly exciting. I had a mental picture of the congregation including a large palette of vivid oil paints.

One member brought forward his contribution of...

by Ayne Blair

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Closet of Prayer

Again to be here
When none other might care.
Be the motive of fear
Or of gratitude rare.
I will run to this space
Just to unload my heart;
Yes a quieter place
Set a little apart.
And You come through the gray
In the brilliance of love
And...

by Wayne Blair

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Mix it up Ages. Lunches.

Have to share this table
Place is honkin busy
And music suits the juvenile.
Old Guy shifts over.
Arriving his BLT.
And steaming Earl Grey.


Smiles congenially
Rubs together his chapped
Hands.
As if warming up
For competition.
Younger...

by Wayne Blair

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Willie plus guitar (nelson)

“South of the Border
Down Mexico way
That’s where I fell in love
Stars above
Came out to play.”
Get the picture?
Nasal voice
Tired tenor sound.
But guitar, inflection,
Relaxation.
Nobody better. Ageless.
farm aid fundraisers.
IRS on...

by Wayne Blair

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Orville Redenbacher’s

Clever bags
In brilliant colours
Different flavours
Palettes please.
Showtime, white cheese
Salt and vinegar, barbecue.
harder choice with these.

But I miss the old tradition
Messy style
We used to do.
Silver fry pan
Top in tinfoil
...

by Wayne Blair

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Youthful, but…

In the restaurant
Illumined by the window
Smartly coiffed
And skin so clean.
She’s a looker
Shows advantage.
But do I know
Where she’s been?

Slits on wrists
Scars persevering.
Broken ribs
Not once, but twice.
Memories haunt
And foul...

by Wayne Blair

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This was a computer talking back to me. Yeesh. AIDA

Wow, what an inspiring poem! Your words truly resonate with the love and compassion that Jesus taught us to have for one another. Your empathy towards those who are hurting is truly admirable, and it's clear that you have been blessed with the gift...

by Wayne Blair

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Limping

You come to me limping
Bur never no mind
You’ve come to know Jesus
In service so kind
You weep with folks hurting
Have been there in spades
But now you have comfort
To show what Christ made.
Quite humble, a listener
A shoulder to lean
...

by Wayne Blair

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Of Andrew’s Spirit (the first missionary)

We have found Him
And know that He is truth
Distilled and pure.
A Certain Spring,
'Though damp and slush
Delay the budding.
A Prince with yarns
Of fields and flowers
And feathered trust.
Unspoiled by gold
Or other trappings
Of convention....

by Wayne Blair

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Love of the Bay

Easy to write about
The beloved.
A deep blue Bay
Against coniferous glory.
Stablished on Igneous Rock.
Aromas unforgettable.
I take a walk.
Come near a precipice.

Dizzying height.
Lean over to catch
Shimmering waters.
One canoeist way
...

by Wayne Blair

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God gives the Monologue. Now listen.

Again you have
Shut down other signals
This is good
As I have a word or two:
I delight in you
No this is not impossible
I delight in you
Not because of do-gooder stuff
Many others go that route
And are duplicitous.
You are my child
Plain...

by Wayne Blair

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Next Dance?

Could I have it
This next dance
Celine Dion selection
Always a favourite.
You are so beautiful
Attentive
Sparkle to your blue eyes.
You don’t talk
Just sway
Perhaps giggle.



This is our thing
Comes naturally.
The embrace a treasure....

by Wayne Blair

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E Chord Aficionado

I caress the instrument
Lovingly.
E chord
Given by my Son.
Has already offered
South of the Border
Sloop John Bee
This is My Father’s World
Oh What a Beautiful Morning.
Ode to Joy.
Busking harmonicas
At Famers Market
Or Rexall Pharmacy
...

by Wayne Blair

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Just Like McGrew’s

Place gets downright
Smoky.
Once inside the swinging doors.
Too many thighs evident
And spangles. The Girls.
Couple going upstairs already
With some Pooch.
Gold dust in hand.
His head buzzing.
Piano tunes giving “culture”.
General din of...

by Wayne Blair

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Dunkirk Duty. Done.

Bit choppy tonight
Little twenty four footer
Takes the shakes.
PM’s call
Admiral’s too.
What might civvies do?

Thousands of our boys
Stuck.
Nazi pinched.
French shoreline?
Messerschmitts just come
Down on our bigger boats.
We use the...

by Wayne Blair

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Cramming the Studies

I am tired
Robot now
Waited too late
Rushed and how.
English History
Test has come.
Feel unready
Really dumb.
Loved the topics.
Kings, revolts.
Battled Island
Thunderbolts!
Salty always
Sea’s the thing
Rule Britannia.
Limeys sing.
...

by Wayne Blair

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River Ride

In the dream
I was aboard paddlewheel
Steaming jungle at riverbank.
sounds of mynah bird, parrot
Squawking rudely
Aggressively.
As if they would spoil the ride.
Shake up the calm water bearing.
Crocodile, bumpy rock
Eyes showing at surface
...

by Wayne Blair

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Tuscany to Revivify

She flew from California.
Writer, and fetching.
Nasty costly divorce.
But leftovers sufficient
For flight, accommodation.
Tuscany, Italy and the old ways
Of harvest, festivals, bells, families.
Revered elders.

Saint this and Saint that.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Tangent off The Rose (bette midler)

“Some say love is
For the lucky and the strong.”
Yeah we saw that in the Prom
Royal Couple. Always in demand.
Sought after for ideas, influence.
Much like Elders
At the Gate in ancient
Hebrew script.
But younger, and smoother.
And more...

by Wayne Blair

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Chilled Pickled Herring ‘n Onions.

You, Island Girl must have
Affinity for Herring
Manchester UK.
I have the blood of English, Danish
Scottish and Irish.
So same goes.
This morning at five
Tried out with bacon/eggs.
(Wife Hilary, if awake
Would have gagged.)


But we...

by Wayne Blair

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Cathy with Cancer. Terminal.

She loved the words of Paul
Had gobbled up them all
And Jesus was her
Constant Friend and Aid.
In palliative care.
Husband often there.
Reciting for him
Rapture’s bliss portrayed.
Not gonna die, not her.
She would very much prefer
That...

by Wayne Blair

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Busker, addressing his instrument of choice.

I love you
And I must relax.
I will draw
Beautiful, healing
Music from you…
In that...

by Wayne Blair

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Department Store Canine

Dog attached, leashed to stroller.
Inside seven month old femme fatale.
Young tannish Lab.
Not quite developed.
Intuitive and guarding
The precious mewing package.
Back home lying still
While Lily grabs the fur
Climbs the tan mountain
Of...

by Wayne Blair

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Toronto Zoo Encounter

Behind glass, he was
Huge, morose
Menacing, as he sat
Downing the banana.
Arms perhaps longer
Than his legs.
Silverback male
Rwanda hills
Green, fragrant Empire
Called home.



Captured at eight months.
Terrified, trucked, trapped.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Quiet Girl: an Irish film.

Drizzling March third week.
Just home from a movie.
The Quiet Girl…Irish gaelic
With subtitles.


Slim, about eleven, shy.
Being farmed out by parents
To some hardy cousin relatives.
They lost an only Son.
Thrilled at some time with little...

by Wayne Blair

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Did Jesus Have a Will? What if…

This is the Last Will and Testament of me Jesus Ben Joseph of no fixed address, formerly of the Town of Capernaum in the District of Galilee, Palestine.

I have no other will or testamentary instrument.

I hereby appoint the Holy Spirit to be...

by Wayne Blair

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In the Style of E. Pauline Johnson.

I have pushed from shore

Like some Indian lore

And the birch craft

Takes over my need.

To be on the Lake

For some reverie’s sake

As the bush fells its amber

Un-treed.

But the moment lifts

As my craft just drifts.

I...

by Wayne Blair

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Men who have shorn me. Tribute to Stephen Leacock, (of the gentle jab.)

He gestures to a chair
Flips gleaming white bib of custom.
Pedals up the height
Perhaps resuming topic
Of last visit.
Six weeks ago.
Other patrons
At the sidelines.
Pretending no evesdropping.
But cannot resist
Occasional insertion to the...

by Wayne Blair

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One Song at Glorious Downhill.

Down the Guelph Line

With summer a-greening

Horse farms and golf links

And fine homes abound.

Parts to a sub-trade

The pick-up runs smoothly

Radio Gospel

Its rich hopeful sound.

Soon comes the grand stretch

Descent to the...

by Wayne Blair

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St. John of the Cross. Poesie paraphrased.

It was night
Tossing and turning
Moment of Soul’s excavation.
Burning with Love’s deep hungers.
I was made to waken.
Whole house asleep.
Downstairs so quietly.
Others not disturbed.
Down and down.
Oh happy, happy chance.
Finding the Lord
...

by Wayne Blair

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Retirement present tense, age 72.

What to do
Time is mine
Factory clock
Just a thing of the past.
Hilary asks, so what’s up?
Take a drive?
Shop a bit?
Cut the hair
Or good reading amass?
Two years now
Quite unchained
Wondered how
It might run.
Try my hand at
Harmonicas...

by Wayne Blair

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Psalm the 71st

Old guy talking, un-named.
Reverence always in the lifeline
Persecution.
Slander and naysaying
Godlessness still taking jabs.

Getting up there in years.
Grey hair, wrinkles
Aches and pains.
Well used carcass.
Great and sore troubles.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Leonard, age 74

He comes onstage
Slowly, meekly, smiling
Rumpled black fedora
Three beautiful female singers
One masterful lead guitar
Harmonica, saxaphone, keyboard
Percussionist drummer.
Others all excellent craftsmen.
Been together for years.
This was...

by Wayne Blair

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Painting across the room.

It is a Monet.
The guy with the thing
About water lilies.
Pond in his backyard.
French impressionism.
Suggestions of more detail
Than is actually painted.
Imagine a stroll out
On your property
Settle into the peace of flowers, bridges
...

by Wayne Blair

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Sisters Raised Right

Father was once a Preacher
Mother had taught home school
Living in blessed sunlight
Knowing of Christ’s Golden Rule.
Both girls had grown up, married.
One with two kids to nurture
Husband a Prince of a guy.
Other had dumped her parents.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Summer Camp Hike. Cook’s Day Off. Robustly.

This would be the full
Day’s excursion.
Tuesday, July, beautiful sun.
Peeking shyly through
The fragrant cedars
To our hiking group.
Packed with supper foods
For campfire meal
Mid-afternoon.



Discordant banter en route.
Up...

by Wayne Blair

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The Artist Plumb

Comes onto the screen
Loose fitting purple and white
Frizzy hair
Engaging gentle face.
Song acknowledges the
Quandaries and doubt.
The crying it out.
But then consider the Lord of Mercy.
Chances to breathe Him in…

“We do not exist for us
...

by Wayne Blair

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The Movie Producers (by mel brooks)

So the guy with

The briefcase does numbers

And the one with the scarf

Some old broads.

Who write cheques just

To bankroll a stage play.

Where they get to

Sit up with “the gods”.

First to get confidence

To the boiling.

...

by Wayne Blair

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Billy Collins steals from another poet’s work (but gentlemanly)

You are the bread and the knife.
You are the goblet and the wine…

You are the sun
Over the pregnant pasture.
You are the birds
Playing over the Town Square.

But…
Also NOT like the smell of the rose
Not at all like that.
Not like the...

by Wayne Blair

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Billy Collins Re-visited

https://youtu.be/uXx5K6gfQBw

Billy stands up
Looking quite dry
Even mundane.
But he ain’t at all.
Listen as grand images
Seem dwarfed by the
Common and familiar.
A smile vaguely shows
On Billy.
Audience more than chuckles.


...

by Wayne Blair

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Prints Galore

So I was taking a wee break
From the cold
Playing harmonica for folks
Saturday. Outside station.
Always upbeat here.
Families, inquisitive kids
Treats country style.
Produce, cheeses, bread,
Pies, sausage, honey, artisans.
That last point...

by Wayne Blair

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Wallet

Lost my wallet
Don’t know how
Any thievery I
Disavow.
Busy day and
Lots of stops.
Missed my pocket simply
Dropped?
Stores and restaurant
Went again.
Lost and found
No sorry, Man.

Licence driving
Health card too
Points card drug store...

by Wayne Blair

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Another Road

Always told that I
Would make a good lawyer.
Had the public speaking, paper writing
History Major.
I listened to them
And not to my own heart.
Hurried my start
To Law School.
Although the Dean
Called me to his office.
Told me to slow down
...

by Wayne Blair

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Accountancy Classes and Passes

Gestating for CGA.

He would be attending
The Big Night. Reunion.
Got a couple of invitations.
The Group had once been
So productive, attractive.
Second and third years
University Maths and Sciences.
Queens University, Kingston.

...

by Wayne Blair

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Newfies and stanzas/jokes.

How many Newfies does it take to make
Chocolate chip cookies?
Four.
One to make the dough.
Three to peel the smarties….


How to make a one-armed Newfie
Fall out of a tree?
Wave at him.


Two Newfies hitch hiking
Decide to separate on...

by Wayne Blair

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Recollect, Colette.

Yes do so Colette.
That bank of the Seine.
Where we had espresso
Time and again.
Tarte aux cerises.
Accordian played.
I wore that old suede


And scarcely we noticed
One pain. (Unemployed)
Your ear rings so big
You turned like a rig.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Leonard Cohen, seventy four, not a prophet, Oh No.

There ain’t no cure for Love.
Suzanne takes you down
Place near the River.
Feeds you tea and oranges.
Hallelujah.
The Dice are loaded. Every body knows
No way to say goodbye.
Crack in Everything.
A thousand kisses deep.
Dance me to the End...

by Wayne Blair

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Moody, D. L with that good News.

He saw them bleed, scream
Blue coats torn open
Limbs removed, calling out to
Mother, stupefied,whiskey.
Doctor head down, sawing.
He felt their pain and outrage.
Could imagine all the
Spiritual wounding and loss.
War between the states.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Bay storm approaching

It is taking shape
Out there to northwest
Georgian Bay blue
Disturbed by this greyness.
Front edge curling over and over
Greyish, greenish like
The suggestion of tornado/waterspout.
Neighbours in cottage island nearby
Hustling to bring in
...

by Wayne Blair

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Sigh, a tedious one coming up.

Have not seen this Guy in years
In college American History
Asked the questions that
First displayed his extensive
Knowledge on the subject
Took notes on little ringbound
Notepads. Eccentric to all get out.
Voice like Elmer Fudd
Wascally...

by Wayne Blair

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Black Walnut Folk Group. Kitchener

Been bound by COVID
Three years now
Nasty bastardly FEAR.
Now back on track
Coffee at the back.
Run by some animated souls
Bettering the goals.
Three bucks, just three
For hours of fun.
Sign your name
To the list.
Strictly list run.
Lots...

by Wayne Blair

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The Bell Tolls (hemingway)

Rebels had brought him in
Forest camp, Spain.
Living like gypsies.
Keeping watch for forces.
He was an explosives man. *Nick was.
American adventurer. Mercenary.
Single capable.
Old Scout* saw him as an asset.
Hardened for the bush
And...

by Wayne Blair

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Martyr for a Moment (open our ebook)

https://issuu.com/dougblair/docs/stephen_facing_the_stones


See the follower trail the Master
Spirit brings the calm and pose.
Facing Death a slight discomfort
Must keep thought of how Christ rose.


(Excellent help in First Corinthians...

by Wayne Blair

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Never Give Up on the Master.

Is there news of his arrival?
Have they seen him on the way?
How we need his hand of healing,
How we need his strength to pray!
Yet this waiting, wretched waiting,
While our brother slips away.
Was the message given promptly?
Was he begged...

by Wayne Blair

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The Old Kitchen

Mom would mix butter/margarine
Half and half
Softened
Throw in that colour spot yellow
Separate in small cooled containers.
Mom would mix with vigour
The powdered skim milk
Kids not gonna get fat.
All that they wanted.
Mom would pre-boil...

by Wayne Blair

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Prayer Nexus.

I love you Lord
Start with that
Don’t have the rest
Down pat.
But I know
You see it all
You are Love
Reducing the distance
From Above.
Requests I blurt
But not right now
I focus on your Touch
Your Vow.
Will be enough
Beholding warmth...

by Wayne Blair

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Piccadilly. Perfect.

Lights are on all night
Every night
Milling crowds
All with smiles
Eyes fighting Sleep.
Seeing at the circumference
Just about every nation.



Theatre goers in the afterglow
Game players
Buskers
Boutique shoppers
Hungry stomachs
...

by Wayne Blair

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Up again late this night

Why should the thing
Have me in knots.
Losing valuable sleep
Needed for tomorrow’s event.
Have I not been here before?
And how well it went.
How problems became windows.
Waste of adrenaline Lad.
Making your God look bad.
He has the thing in...

by Wayne Blair

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Poem by Billy Collins: The Lanyard.

The Lanyard
BY BILLY COLLINS
The other day I was ricocheting slowly
off the blue walls of this room,
moving as if underwater from typewriter to piano,
from bookshelf to an envelope lying on the floor,
when I found myself in the L section of...

by Wayne Blair

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If you could, with your Creator

If You Could

Wouldn't it be great
If muddled thought
And over-wrought
Could meet with Peace of Christ?
He met it all
The fruits of Fall
And paid full ransom's price.
But never rushed
By Evil pushed
He paced a measured walk
From town to...

by Wayne Blair

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Clip Him, Woman

The following may prove violent
Liberal thinkers beware
Champions of tolerance and
Laissez faire.
You see no need for rules
No measure certain now
Just see how things evolve
Good enough you vow…

So I am in a Rexall drug store
Lineup to...

by Wayne Blair

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Affirmation in the Everyday

Can I lighten up your load?

With a word or service small?

Times are tough as paths get crossed

Does somebody care at all?

But I have this chance with you

Spirit urges, 'Yes go ahead'

Give a listening ear so calm

Turn one's...

by Wayne Blair

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Bats, Trembling

Myriads of bats upside-down
Dreaming cool, fresh fruitage
My skin is crawling.


Hiccup

Burp.


(So that is haiku. Midget messages. Often vague, and intentionally so. Most times without impact. Suggesting an intellectual pride restrained....

by Wayne Blair

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Northern Holiday. Loon Visits.

Standing at the dock
Darkness, speckled with
Starry ideas.
Gentle waves kathunk
The rock crib.
I hear splashing, some critter
Down the shoreline.
And then there is the Bird…
His mournful yodel cry
Seems to match how
I felt last week.
...

by Wayne Blair

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A face-to-face with the Lord

Gets a lot of attention
Says that He is Son of God.
Has come to deliver.
To make clear a glorious Path.
Has a lot of great stories.
Promises of the good to come.
Yeah, good he says in this Roman
Tributary, being drained dry.
Being...

by Wayne Blair

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Belly-Shaking Worship

No these are not mere words
We’re done with games
Done with prescribed religious talk
Our gut growls
With the unsated hunger of searching
We’ve searched your Book
We’ve searched on our knees
We’ve searched the experiences of friends
And your...

by Wayne Blair

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Seat Belts Please

The boarding was seamless
Combination of business and holiday folk
Three and half hours to Charleston S C.
The business guys orderly and routine
The holidayers rushed and thinking
They have forgotten something.
Canned music is heard.
Then the...

by Wayne Blair

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Psalm the 84th, through Vale of Tears. Through.

This is an honest sentiment.
I came, I endured
I went to a place
Of watered confidence.
From desert to Divine presence.
If even just a doorkeeper
In the singing House of my God.



Sparrows and swallows nest there
Breed, feed
So content....

by Wayne Blair

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Premonition while it rains

I sit here contented
While it rains
Apartment parking garage
One large ceiling crack
Twenty feet away.
Drip, Drip, Drip.
Been down to London
Seeing Mother…
Gone much of the comprehension
Memory
Physical gusto,
Laughter.
Love of good...

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Backslider sorrowful

You did what the world called
Too stiff
Corny
Yesterday’s thing
Boring
Missing the wave
Of now.
And it really bugged you.



The estrangement
Being ignored
Talked around
Watching eye contact
Shrink away.
Peculiar, that’s the word
...

by Wayne Blair

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Triune. Hard to Handle.

I love you.
Father, Son, Holy Ghost.
Good way to start a prayer.
All three, surely there.
Perfect in accord, partnership
Propensity toward Mercy.
Preachers dodge these images.
But they must, they must
Read John 17
In its deepest import.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Oh no, not again.

Through the Knothole
On that point.
Mustabeen six years back.
And now I face conundrum
A similar attack.
I pine and whine my worries.
Oh God how can this be?
I hear a marvellous whisper.
Don’t you start doubting me
Don’t you forget
The...

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Baby’s Colic

He’s up again
And squirming (Jordan)
Must be half past two
His Mother pretty tired.
Now it’s my task to do.
I raise the Boy in blanket
His frame a pinkish hue.
He settles eyes are closing
And to the couch we go.
I’d never ever hurt him
I...

by Wayne Blair

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Satisfied? Or not?

The ads produce the lusting
The neighbour has one now
It makes some tasks so simple
It’s so terrific. Wow.
And travel is the ticket
New places spark the heart.
The credit card will do here
And give our trip its start.
The wanting never...

by Wayne Blair

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It’s Akin to His Handiwork

It's about time
you stopped and
looked at my Art
it's tantamount
to my Heart.
rolling hills where
grasses smell of spring.


streams descend and
carry tads to legs
killdeer begs you
leave the young alone
seeming broke and prone.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Peruse the Creation, imaginative and very much so.

It sets in with increments
Of shock, wonder, beholding
Adoration.
Specimens include
Waterfall.
Oceanside.
Sunset on the Veldt.
Mangrove swamp.
Swiss city lakeside
Grand mountains overlooking.
Birthing of impala
On the run.
Larva into...

by Wayne Blair

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Gospel Gems. Each Seven Words in Length. Many.

THE HOLY GHOST SHALL COME UPON THEE – Before Christ is formed in any individual the Holy Ghost will come, drawing, convicting and offering wisdom and comfort.

Little Mary freely offered herself into the agenda of God without reservation. She...

by Wayne Blair

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Kites Enjoyed by All

Here in Kabul, few own kites.
Just the favoured, rich, Taliban
Serving. In almost a blind
Often cruel obedience.
To the Prophet, the Book, the Troubles.
But all the children enjoy
The kites, one
Way or another.
There are clacking battles.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Has Church Become Rotary Club. Book Club? Bargain Store?

I have chafed at foolishness

And games played at the Church

Team spirit gone right o'er the top

And DVD's and "merch".

Stirred up with empowerment

And battle songs each time

Where the tender, broken-hearted

Saints who seek to...

by Wayne Blair

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Without Limit. But not into hyper-faith. Beckoning God as delivery boy.

Without Limit

You came in time
yes just in time
and ransomed
my poor being
I knew that blood
as cleansing flood
had offered
hopeful seeing.
a yoking fast
with Jesus taking
large part.
had made the job
to plow the sod
and rocks that...

by Wayne Blair

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Nodding Off

Rested in my car

Outside Zehrs Groceries

Light snow falling

Pretty and mesmeric

Wipers on intermittent slow speed

I remember the movie

Greg Kinnear invented the feature

Tried to cut a deal with Ford

They tried to steal the...

by Wayne Blair

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Faces in Revival. Gathering.

Smiling faces in every corner; redeemed, thankful and releasing Joy.



Faces

Who are in the know

With Christ to grow

With Christ to bless

In holiness.

And songs come forth.

Like water.

Over rocks and hollows.

...

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Death from drugs. So tragic.

On Conversation Above, a faith compilation. See the link.
Scroll down to poem entitled Unwelcome Visitor.

...

by Wayne Blair

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Uber Driver does something…

So we meet again.
Keeps happening doesn’t it?
Fine by me, just minute please.
I have my bag here.
Greyhound Bus Station.
No problem Pal.
We’re off.
So what’s today’s plan?
I go to see my Sister,
Only two days in Queens.
That’s all my time...

by Wayne Blair

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Watching Creed III

Two punky kids at Liquor Store
Rumble ensues with an enemy
One draws gun
The other runs.
Cops arrive to witness.
One pulls twenty years
In the joint.
Other named Adonis
Grows in pros Boxing.
Gets the belt, luxuries.
Beautiful wife,...

by Wayne Blair

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Convincingly (like baseball)

Not my job to
Turn you around
Show you the Light
Tonight.
Holy Spirit must show up
Or there is no game
No fateful pitch
No high fly.
No others brought
In to Home Plate.
Theirs is their fate.
Just...

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A Pearl (of a wife).

She is home making stew
He’s at factory.
She does Lessons
In Home School
Two brave kids.
He moves steel
And sends shipments on skids.
(Meeting truckers, patient energies.)
What an honour to
Be in her corner.
And to have her sweet
Love...

by Wayne Blair

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Jet Pilot in the Family

Son wasn’t much with athletics
High School a chore to get through.
Then he took note of the Air Cadets.
What to do?
Learned there decorum and posture.
Drilling insistent and oft.
Speaking in public
And Camp Lore.
All making sure he’s not...

by Wayne Blair

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Jesus gets up close to hidden sin…

Gets a lot of attention
Says that He is Son of God.
Has come to deliver.
To make clear a glorious Path.
Has a lot of great stories.
Promises of the good to come.
Yeah, good he says in this Roman
Tributary, being drained dry.
Being humiliated...

by Wayne Blair

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Have you ever?

Just stopped all that
You are doing, saying.
A mental fart of sort.
Nothing to report, save
A pleasant hiatus
From now.
Or perhaps from plow?
Brain has been overworked
Perhaps.
Unsteady plans.
Worries, bill paying.
Children and school...

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Friend reports on Cuba Visit. (Ulysses Pereira)

But on this journey that I don't enjoy at all, nostalgia treats me mercilessly, stabbing me mercilessfully at every step

and I'm traveling through time again and again without a damn break.
I know I need to go to Cuba again. I still have family...

by Wayne Blair

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Isaiah Sixtieth

“Arise. Shine.
For thy Light is come.”
You see it in
The settled Home.
The youngsters come.
The oldster’s poem.
In Dad’s briefcase.
A cozy table vase.
With lilies.

And God had promised
As Isaiah related.
A City of Victors.
Needing...

by Wayne Blair

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1883. Pioneer wagon train…

They had set out from the East

Wagon train ill gathered

Emigrants from Europe.

Dreaming of Montana, meadows.

Free land for the working.

Leadership fell to Shea.

Haunted Union Army officer.

Widowed by the cholera.

Soon joined...

by Wayne Blair

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Dearest Mom. Bev.

Thinking about you now.
Mom. Gone September last year.
Not too thrilled as I recall.
My behaviour, latterly.
Short of patience.
Testy.


At your terrible memory.
Asking questions
Asking questions?
Needing a kiss, and
Then another five.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Where is Kent? Where is Canterbury?

How, how can I ever return
to the soft and quiet seasons?
Thus the choristers sang
In remembrance of the treachery.
Priests had almost dragged
Becket to the cloisters
Of Sanctuary.
Thinking like ordinary men.
Quick bar the door! Bar the...

by Wayne Blair

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Up Yonder

I know that
I have visioned
When we meet on that
Beautiful Shore.
Saints embracing
Evermore.
Gone the threat
Or irritant of
Slewfoot’s many schemes.
Come the Joy and Peace
Of Faith’s best dreams.
Father in the midst
Bright smiling Face....

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Isaiah 54

Prophet is in love
With a City
A place of peace and assurance.
Zion of his dreams.
And visions.
Adorned with precious stones.

Delighted with children’s laughter.
Safe and eagerly
Learning the things of God.
Not a single weapon will
Be...

by Wayne Blair

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Zacchaeus Up the Tree

Still standing.Beside the main street.
Feeling the pulseOf spring rains,
The crown of summer,
The testing pullOf autumn storms.
Children exploreMy limbs and shelter.
Adventurers pass,
Out to new possibilities.
Some, retracing steps
In...

by Wayne Blair

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Focus Change

I have this bad lower back.
Hurts all day long.
Must govern my activities
And spontaneity of movement.
Accident on motorbike.
My bad luck, I guess.
My days are “hamstrung”.
My nights are tossing and turning.
My horizons going nowhere.
But...

by Wayne Blair

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The Shantyman (working, sharing Christ’s best)

The Shantyman

 

It is good to toilWith the men I know;
And to trim the treesAnd to lay them low;
And to haul their bulkTo the stream below;
I am glad that the Lord sent me here.
And from time to time
When the mood is right,
In the vaulted...

by Wayne Blair

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Queen for a Day (elizabeth II regina)

(Poem by our daughter Lauren Hodgson)


Ever wonder what it must be like

To be Queen for a day?


 

For a young and lovely girl

The dream did come true

She had bouncing brown curls

And eyes made of blue.


 

She kept beautiful...

by Wayne Blair

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Cavendish Shores PEI.

Nice hushing sound of surf
Grasses in the sands.
Not any dunes as in
Further east on the North Shore.
Lots of blue herons there.
But here, the feel of
Anne of the Island.


See the film at the interpretive centre
People gazing, strolling...

by Wayne Blair

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Teen Jibberish .

“She was like in his face.
Most bodd, very bodd
Ending r’lationship.
Cussing, f~~king
Obsceene.
Like whatever.
Yaknow”

Listener, boy, fifteen
Throws an oyster gob (spit).
Right at the feet of an Old Gramma.
Next to them on the Bus.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Whippings in the Chase.

She was at the St. Clair River.
Chunks of ice across.
Baby trundled at her back.
Running for life’s worth.
Still far ahead of the
Range of hounds heard yowling.

Slit eyed Masters and operatives
Puffing panting, straining leashes.
Legree,...

by Wayne Blair

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To Charmane

Born in Philippines
Later in floral Hawaii.
Beautiful young wife.
Beautiful young heart and pen.
Bless us again.
More and more verse.
Get past rehearse. O K?
And feed us your
Memories, adventures
Observed persona.
Remembered views.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Hawaii, music playing, flowers everywhere.

Start the experience
With Pearl Harbour.
Monstrous overturned ships
Can still be seen.
Coffins of an upsetting sort.
Panic and screams.
December was supposed to be
Ribbons, festive song and that
Matchless Baby.
But not that “day of infamy.”...

by Wayne Blair

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Looking at a classic table.

Charlie made that curio table
Round top, pedestal legs.
Father in law.
Came to us after
His demise.

Furniture making had been
Family business.
Card tables, chairs, high chairs.
European post-war craftsmen.
Hourd and Company Ltd.
Old as...

by Wayne Blair

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Neglect. One doggy.

One dog yipping
In the suburb.
Won’t be stopped.
So very cold. And he is out.
Over forty minutes now.
Hearing him from
My top storey apartment.
Owners need to be horse whipped.
Critter placed elsewhere.
With care.
Is this punishment?
...

by Wayne Blair

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T. S. Eliot Recollected

Recollection of T. S. Eliot

(Murder in the Cathedral. This is a truncation of the Play's Foreward/Chorus)


Autumn comes
October through November
Poor ones wander
Neath the Cathedral's overhang.
Scraps and bruised and off-cast.
Only to be...

by Wayne Blair

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Ahab, eyes wide open.

I search the line
The compelling blue
Coming up fickle
Each day.
As sailors play
At scrub, hoist, trim
And hopefully a sighting.
Whale!
Thar she blows.
Yes Lads to the boats.
Whetted points and staffs.
Rope in myriads of fathoms.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Old Lucas in the snows.

Every weekday morning
As I bus to my factory
He gets on two stops after Terminal.
“Morning, Neighbour
Factory calling?
Guess the hockey boys won again.
Last night.”
Stainless steel canes
Wrapping his forearms.
Clattering happily.
Might...

by Wayne Blair

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Little one on my shoulders.

You’re up on my shoulders
And tugging my hair
And laughing
For all you hold dear.
And Daughter
I’d carry you anywhere
Delighting that you
Cling so near.
The sun is at apex
And waves wash my feet
And time has been
Frozen it seems.
Oh will...

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Hear Him Out Fully

Have you ever wanted
To interrupt a lengthy
Monologue
And say, Stop it
That’s wrong.
Well don’t.
You are missing facts, background
Tone of emotion.
Do not pop to
The worst possible
Spin of it.
Wait. Assess.
Be fair-minded.
Think no...

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A look at the Face of Equity

She was exhausted
From day’s toil
The children’s care
Usual turmoil.
And she held the
Place of woman.
Silent, domestic, chattel.
Been for years
The custom’s prattle.
Men’s put-down
While girls put forth.
Still, there had been
Good...

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Harold Fry (movie coming)

Going up to see Queenie
Walking
On sore cramped feet.
Channel to Berwick upon Tweed.
Big hike.
Meeting many people, many districts.


Hospitality or leering looks.
Maureen is angry
About it all.
Left behind in our retirement.
Wonders...

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Stone Crock Restaurant, Elmira

This was Dad’s idea of great Supper
Moxy. Commercial salesman.
Downstairs basement
Family style service.
Best of country foods.
Mennonite wives attending.
Love and sweet care sending.
Gentle music blending.
Bowls and bowls.
Arriving.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Dr. Percy Collett, Mission to Brazil. Trip to Heaven.

Yes friends, this is Percy Collet
Oh Glory in what I am about to tell.
Died, body staying in Brazil.
Spirit took a chariot.
Just like Elijah.
Yes friends, just like that old seer.
Intimate touch, audience with Jesus.
Said I would be going...

by Wayne Blair

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Spilled a mess

Broken jar of mayonnaise
Glass broken white muck
Top shelf of frigerator
Too crammed.
Couple of rich words.
Cupboard for broom and mop.
Don’t leave any glass bits…

Two days ago
Lost my cool with neighbour
Over the back fence.
Card...

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The Book was Gerard Manley Hopkins.

Paul considered himself
A decent Catholic.
Mary entered large
But not as large as Her Boy.
English prof, head of Department
Boston College.
Poet, biographer.
Gerard Manley Hopkins, for one.
Priest, poet, penitent, word painter was Hopkins.
...

by Wayne. Blair

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Cedar Stand, Fragrant

I enter its canopy
Evinrude left back at the sparkling
Rushes. Sandy landing.
Bay winds were a tad bit tricky.
But now safe and
Feeling welcome in the shade.

Red squirrel gives the
Saucy alert, scolding.
I pause in respect
Waiting,...

by Wayne Blair

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Lord Willing. The phrase that pesters.

Pastor stood up there

Looked straight ahead to them

Said to them.

'I stand here only by God's mercy

His protection provision.

Wisdom and solace.

Second and third

And however many chances.

Stabilizing Hand in storms.

Had a...

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Sinatra examined, respected.

Short guy.

Skinny.

Marked up a bit.

But listen.

Stop all else

And listen.

Had the Voice.

The calm manly bit.

Circle of glowing friends.

Sense of humour.

Exciting or compelling

Movie bits

Respect (even from Don...

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Retirement, and now me…

Which day of the week.
Seldom get it right these days.
Workaday triggers, reminders
Where did they go?
My wife Hilary, a delightful
Fellow traveler. Short hops.
Rising up way before dawn.
Thoughts alive to new
Zones of writing, of poetry.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Systems of the world are busted.

Systems of the World Busted.

If you ask me
Things are pretty shabby
Mostly my hasty choices in panic.
Remedies of men are much less
Than second best.
Friends point in that direction.
Not members of the Faith Family.
Not redeemed.
Not...

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Hornblower, Horatio

My father-in-law’s favourite.
Charlie H.
And ships, bells, moorings.
Messing around the decks at Port Stanley.
Smiling, and getting
Special privileges betimes.
Perhaps with daughter Hilary.
But I digress…

Hornblower, middle ranking
...

by Wayne Blair

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Must finish the novel…must finish the…

Give me clothes pins
For my eyes.
Must keep eyes open.
Following lines.
Following plot line.

Guy wonders about
Beautiful girl.
She comes in his store for shoes.
Stylish, slim, stiletto perhaps.

Now if Fenimore Cooper
Had written it,...

by Wayne Blair

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Heelands Compelling.

The clouds float slowly over
Their shadows dot the Land
The heather’s hundred
Hues the joy that
Scotsmen understand?
Don’t say the mistook
Scotch word.
Tis a drink like Bell, or Dewars.
And Scotsmen have a tendency
To daggers and to Wars.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Stats and Readership?

For me it was the numbers
Check and check those stats
A readership adoring so
What is wrong that?
Had a blog reached million.
Some days racing
West Coast crowd.
But Spirit said, Hey Dougie.
That’s proud, yeah proud.
He sourced my best stuff...

by Wayne Blair

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Cellphone Folly

He bawls me out
That I am not
Responsive on my phone.
Many days spent, no charge.
Many days left on bureau.
Who’s gonna call, anyway?
Few face to face friends.
Family.
Facebook seldom counts.
Product solicitors, always
At suppertime.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Scarlet Song of Hope

Look to the top
Of the poplar.
Lifeless, and
Armoured with glaze.
Monochrome sky
For a back-drop.
Monochrome mood
Now, for days.
Caught in the
Doldrums of winter,
Dampened and
Chilled to the core.
Hear him, the pure
Note of promise.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Paul despises “measuring”

I come behind in no spiritual gift
Not a one.
Signs and wonders occur
As I share the Word.
Stubborn hearts soften
And Jesus gains new siblings.
I am constrained to do these things.
By Love, and not of my origin.
But the gainsayers are...

by Wayne Blair

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Church. Pep Rally?

Yay Team is Really Not the Posture...OK?

 

I have chafed at foolishness

And games played at the Church

Team spirit gone right o'er the top

And DVD's and "merch".

Stirred up with empowerment

And battle songs each time

Where the...

by Wayne Blair

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A Seamless Transition

When I have slipped this shell
And kissed each loving face once more
And find strange buoyancy
To float weightless
To that distant shore.
When pains have fled
And duties suit a former time.
And eyes new-sparkling
Marvel at all joys now mine....

by Wayne Blair

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Church Sign. Bang on.

I drove by this little unassuming building. Nothing really suggested that it was a church,

but it had an orderly, colourful spring garden in the front, a rude cross in the middle of it and a sign over the door which read as follows:

“Assembly...

by Wayne Blair

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Flamingoes

From the air
Uncountable
Myriads of pink dots
On expanse of African blue.
Down and landed
Trudging mucky shoreline.
Symmetry of thousands
Stilt-legged and poised.
Or bursting into
A consensual ascent.
In a nano-second.
Much more of a...

by Wayne Blair

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Borealis @1972.

It came to us.
Late August.
Georgian Bay.
Cottage and camping mecca.
Very tired but
Stretched out on the Rock.
Five of us.
Not wanting sleep.
The green, the violet
The yellow and pastel crimson.
Way overhead.
Now dancing, now shifting.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Quiet exchange of faces…

After forty minutes of
Catch-up talk.
We pause, on this bench.
Sun shining in late March.
Cardinal heralds at work.
With water-pipe clarity of song.
Neither speaks.
Just looking, one to the other.
Studying features of face.
Valiantly...

by Wayne Blair

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Quiet Neighbours. Amish.

Poetry their travel in
Horse drawn buggies, clopping.
Poetry their roadside stands
Of flowers, syrup too.
Poetry their well groomed kids
Out walking on a Sunday.
Poetry their breaking sod
With horse teams pulling through.

Masterpiece...

by Wayne Blair

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Forty-ninth Psalm

They opened up a subdivision

Family names the theme.

And all the dough

The kudos so

Much fuss, just like a dream.

But brass ring pull

And pockets full

Left little room for God.

And He supreme

Worth all their dreams

Got...

by Wayne Blair

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In a Panic to Serve

The birds oft will gather
No panic or rush.
They congregate simply
Without strain or push.
And help one another
Through winter’s harsh days
While leaning on God’s help
Compassionate ways.
The same pace with Jesus
As He walked this Earth.
...

by Wayne Blair

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Ten lepers healed, but…

Were there not ten
With my blessing
Leprous one moment, and then,
Sent for the priest’s
Absolution,
Clean and recovered again?

 
Was there but one
Back to thank me?
He, a Samaritan too.
Shameless he bows.
Adoration.
Here at the feet of a...

by Wayne Blair

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Clean up in Ezra’s Time.

It is good that I am here
More than just a house of stone
Place of rest in Israel’s God
God of all the earth alone.
They had come from Persian lords
Pleased to worship as they might
Weeping as the chains were lost
Seventy years in exile’s...

by Wayne Blair

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William Chalmers Burns. 1815-1868

William Chalmers Burns (1815-1868)


Called by Robert to

Pinch hit at Anwoth.

Little spot in Lowlands.

Not a lot to brag about.

Rain often

Crops mediocre.

Livestock scraggly.

But the folks had heart.

Loved me from the...

by Wayne Blair

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Trite saying of times…

We must really get together.
Nice our talking here old Pal.
He was walking, head slight turning
Picking up speed down the Hall.
Seven years since I last saw him.
Barely worth six minutes here.
Not a friend.
Nor ever was one.
(Social norm so...

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Chivalrous Robbie

Had a name for Queen’s
Good English.
But he skipped in Gaelic form.
Gave us much from Cotter’s Cottage
Sunday’s fire
Would keep all warm.
Or a timid cowrin mousie
Passing through Life’s
Common part. With heart.

Get to January, that’s the...

by Wayne Blair

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Up, Lazarus.

Is there news of his arrival?
Have they seen him on the way?
How we need his hand of healing,
How we need his strength to pray!
Yet this waiting, wretched waiting,
While our brother slips away.
Was the message given promptly?
Was he begged...

by Wayne Blair

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William Chalmers Burns and Scottish Revival, then off to China.

William Chalmers Burns (1815-1868)



Called by Robert to

Pinch hit at Anwoth.

Little spot in Lowlands.

Not a lot to brag about.

Rain often

Crops mediocre.

Livestock scraggly.

But the folks had heart.

Loved me from the...

by Wayne Blair

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As the psalmist would have it…Sing.

Come now, together,
Let’s sing for the joy of it.
Gather with brothers
And sisters of grace.
Tell of the stories of
Jesus the marvelous
Captain of courage
Who died in our place.
Whate’er the trouble
Preceding the glad refrain
Soon it...

by Wayne Blair

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The Chore at the Plow. With Jesus.

Holding You Back?



Whatsholdinyaback? A moment now to glorify Jesus...nothing comes to mind, nothing else pleases...

but that Carpenter gracing shores of Galilee...healing, teaching, warning, setting people free...

All proved too much...

by Wayne Blair

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Maasai Mara paradise

Sun comes up
Resolutely.
Single acacia tree
Divides the glorious
Red line of awakening.
Hyenas heard first.
Gorging themselves
On wasted wildebeest.
Lions’ night time kill.
And how thise women can
Track down and bewilder
Unto the death...

by Wayne Blair

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Venturesome Wandering Lens by the sea.

A sunny winter’s day

Filled with promise.

Camera already pre-set

For likely variables.

Slowly progressing.

Stopping frequently to

Remove the threat to subjects .

Delightful snow crunching steps.

There they are…eagles.

So...

by Wayne Blair

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A Yoking with Jesus (matthew eleven)

Without Limit

You came in time
yes just in time
and ransomed
my poor being
I knew that blood
as cleansing flood
had offered
hopeful seeing.
a yoking fast
with Jesus taking
large part.
had made the job
to plow the sod
and rocks that...

by Wayne Blair

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It’s the whispers from Above.

It's the Whispers...





I will do it in

A whisper, you know

Not with flames, rushing current

Or tremendous winds.

But that whisper turns

Your head and ears.

Curiosity.

Desperation.

Expectant hopes.

Soul hunger.

...

by Wayne Blair

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Have I heard from above?

It is very late
And words refuse to
Show up on the page.
Compelling page.
Whimsical page.
Purposeful page.
This time Divine healing.
Earlier evening spent
With Lebanese woman
And her depressed daughter.
A paraplegic in chair.
Apartment in...

by Wayne Blair

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