is forgotten among the pasture
where November winds are colder
than a whisper of icicles.
This home of fallen timbers
weather-ravaged
a sanctuary for mice,
other creatures
sky peeking through apple trees
pussy willows alongside
a muddy bank
an album of memories
a reminisce. Our childhood swam
in that creek.
We chased cows
fed pigs
minded the chickens
helped momma and poppa
busy with chores. Then grew up into
city folk a long […]
It’s 2 am and the bars are
closing. Too many
voices on the streets
of Jasper,
sleep undone.
From my Athabasca Hotel
window I see
beer-movements along
Prince Street
taxis humming in their quest
for fares, some drinkers
preferring to
stagger homeward.
“LF? You know
somethin’?” someone shouts.
“You’re ugly too,” an
added bonus.
Conversations continue,
a collage
of opinions,
listen to their
energy, a boozy mix
girls and guys
patterns in time. I ask
patience for these […]
