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Born Toronto, Ontario, Canada in 1953 to a third generation upper middel class Canadian couple who had adopted the Baha'i Faith in the 1940s. Two older brothers and a younger sister. Currently I live alone on a acreage just outside of Edmonton, Alberta, Canada.

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nature: 42 of 632
Leaves in Winter*Forest leaves turn, fall awayExcept on one small treeBright against a backgroundOf grey trunks and barren branchesSoft ground hardensImpervious to lifeSmall tree's leaves fadeBut do not fall awaySnow dusts,Then covers forest floorFaded colours give strong contrastSmall tree a memory of a season passedRay of l... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Apart: 1 of 11
Apart*It was when you leftThat I found myselfCurled and stiffAs if in an arthritic embraceIt is not clear to meWhen or how this pain startedWas it yours or mineThat took you awayNow as I awakeTry to unfurl my limbsIt is hard to moveTo desire to reach out and hold againSo accustomed am I to embracing youThat I know not where I... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My son: 31 of 145
My sonI cannot make you,Reach you,Be you.Yet you areOf meWith meAlwaysIf I said thatWhich offends you;Am not what youWish to be,I am sorryAnd wouldChange it,For you to be with meMy father once saidHe did not know what to doTo give, as I needed him to.Now, I understand him,But not you,Though perhapsI was onceAs you are now, to... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Romance: 28 of 99
Touch intimatelyReach insideSoul whisperLips upon breastSelf envelopedMe as a part of youAnd you of meTender words unsaidUnneededIn thoughtAs deedWhen spiritsReachThe touchTwo momentsAre as one More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Procrastination: 7 of 24
What of these projects undone?Things bought, sittingAwaiting energyTime directed at assembling,Finding them a place.What of these poems without lines or verse,Stories thought but wordless,Demanding expression still within,Veiled from others,Maybe even myself?What of the hours misspentPassed watching worlds expand?Excused by t... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Memories: 207 of 539
A photograph,A memory,A moment unfolded.A second captured, confined.An image,A meaning unpictured,A disclosure,And recall of time lost;Passing,Seconds, minutes,Hours, days, years.Wisdom uncovered: Lives, as photographsMemories unfoldingOften unseenHidden away. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Writing: 196 of 505
Round Table*Round table gathered,They examine my verse,Finding edges too sharp,Corners Untrue.I am here voluntarily?What is it I hope to findFrom this collection of life,Experiences refined,Intellects in tune,Emotions untapped?Can my words be uncovered,Their meaning found true,By others not inside,Immersed in this soul, heart... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Reflecting on your life: 89 of 195
River Road DanceThat 10 second danceOn the river roadUnviewed, not long agoI saw the shoe printsPlaced evenly in dust by stepThey came together just thereLanding parallelTheir place firmly markedAstride a now dried puddleNext they reappearedBy toe, then heel, and again reversedNow apart by great lengthsLeaps without audienceP... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Life is . . .: 68 of 133
Some may state t'is faith that makes all, even their farts. Others, they'll claim t'is for God that they do depart A few will raise a banner high and call "follow me" Alas, many will fail to see t'is not the flag, Nor the man, a nation, faith or even God That moves it and us and the winds. For Truth is not in books on Him, Or... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Spring: 135 of 200
SPRING SNOWNot quite rainHeavy with moistureDescending on a sure pathSlightly guided by a cool breeze,Touches ground.A slow coat of white,Fades to gray,Back to springtime brown,In the warmth of this afternoon's sun,Except in the shadows,Where cold remains,Now in contrast. More..