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.
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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
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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.
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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.
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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
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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.
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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.
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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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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
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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.
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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?
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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
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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.
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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
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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,
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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
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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,
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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
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