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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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.
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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.
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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 | 17 Views added 1 year ago
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Calls him a Corregidor.
See this link
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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 | 5 Views added 1 year ago
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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 | 3 Views added 1 year ago
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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
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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 | 12 Views added 1 year ago
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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 | 18 Views added 1 year ago
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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
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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 | 6 Views added 1 year ago
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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?
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The link to website posting.
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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 | 9 Views added 1 year ago
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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 | 7 Views added 1 year ago
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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.
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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 | 9 Views added 1 year ago
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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
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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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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.
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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 | 15 Views added 1 year ago
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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 | 15 Views added 1 year ago
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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 | 18 Views added 1 year ago
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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 | 8 Views added 1 year ago
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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 | 8 Views added 1 year ago
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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.
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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 | 17 Views added 1 year ago
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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 | 12 Views added 1 year ago
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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.
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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 | 5 Views added 1 year ago
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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.
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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 | 6 Views added 1 year ago
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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
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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 | 7 Views added 1 year ago
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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
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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
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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 | 11 Views added 1 year ago
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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 | 5 Views added 1 year ago
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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 | 7 Views added 1 year ago
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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 | 7 Views added 1 year ago
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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 | 9 Views added 1 year ago
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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.
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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 | 18 Views added 1 year ago
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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 | 8 Views added 1 year ago
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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
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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.
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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 | 11 Views added 1 year ago
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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
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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.
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