GRAVE POEM: EDITH MUDGET… How is it that I, who kept my hou… And, indeed, my life, and the live… Of my family, in perfect order; I, who made the beds before they w…

silent universe solitary traveller a perfect union

Nature’s snowy gown Melts into a silky pool Spring’s passion awakes

pillars of sunshine through cloud - heavenly suburb under construction

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the silence of colour palette of fall reflected on water white birch trees granite rocks

In the universe Of winking stars is there one Who also wonders?

the darkening hills a triumvirate of crows in the glowing gloom

Early morning mist Loon fishing quiet water Shining wake behind

the sum of the estate: pictures newspaper clippings poems the memories

Many times, my father, drunk upon… “Spare the rod and spoil the child… Swung his belt and lay the stripes… To cleanse my soul. And I, drunk upon memory and whis…

odd to think of the world without… a frozen corpse in the revolving e… molten lava below cold stars above journeying through the long, wide… unknowing

There is an even-handed justice in… No senility forgiven, but caught a… Blood and flesh, bone and marrow To feed the life of another, And back to the earth that gave it…

wind tangled trees coiling across a yellow moon spiraling leaves surf-curled dunes

Tide tickling sun’s wake Under a thin skin of ice Beach disappearing