Friday, October 13, 2017

a lot of people are suffering right now
my friends
strangers around the world
darkness eclipses light
hope seems all but gone
lonliness becomes bold and brave
inhabiting psyche and soul
the dance can feel endless
chaos inevitable
sadness a curse
hold tight, dear ones
let the water wash over
it will find calm once again
ride out this hurricaine of the heart
dig deep into your knowing
that this too shall pass
the storms try to claim us all at some point
everyone in the lifeboats
leave no one behind
we are all in this together
there is no I, no me, no you
there is only we
the consciousness of humanity rising
reach out in front and behind
take a hand if you need one
offer a hand to another
create the unbreakable chain of spirit
we are the ones we have been waiting for

Sunday, June 25, 2017

FOR PRIDE 2017

There once was a woman named Dyke
Who purchased a stunning new bike
She said with a grin
While licking her chin
She rides a lot better than Mike

Thursday, June 22, 2017

Garbage Night
First come the pickups
Ford 150s who scan the piles for treasures
Often with wife and dog in tow
Then the middle aged men on bicycles
Equipped with trailors and baskets
As sophisticated as they can manage as scrappers
Then, the mothers come
Their feet are their vehicle
Hunch backed and tired
They search in earnest for the leftovers
Anything, anything of value
15 cents here, 5 cents there
Carrying the load of the world
On their already burdened shoulders
My mother used to hate the scrappers
She resented them going through 'her' garbage
Me, I wait till the trucks and bikes have passed
I wait for the woman with the world on her shoulders
I give her whatever small token I have
We share a smile, maybe a laugh
As she gets ready for the long walk home
Both shoulders burdened with suffering
I feel sick inside as I return to facebook
To hear that the residents of Grenfell Towers are being rejected by the priveleged
I vow to do more
And I wonder....
How much can ever be enough....

Saturday, May 13, 2017

The Forget Me Nots
crazy wild blooms
poking, prodding,
inserting themselves into conversations
either welcome or dismissed
through cracks and impossible crevices
it doesn't matter to you
fanciful, whimsical
bold and wild
pretty yet coy
my eye catches your elegant, delicate limbs
dancing atop eager soil
daring the sun to warm you
sprinking of organza
show off
always needing to be first
how dare i forget you
i forget you not

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

BURN DOWN THE WHITE HOUSE
AGAIN
send all evils running with their pants on fire
Holocaust deniers beware
the injuns are coming

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

STOP THE WORLD I WANT TO GET OFF
once said a wise man
he saw the children playing
laughing and running
dreaming, imagining, creating
but the wise man saw the humans coming
he saw how they embraced war, torture, violence
he saw how they dismembered and gassed and maimed
and he begged to get off this world
as he cried, a little bird sat on his head
and said 'take me with you'
there is no happy ending to this story

Friday, April 7, 2017

I remember when i was a little girl
someone taught me
WAR IS BAD
but we are 'right'
then i skipped and hopped through life
hearing of atrocities far far away
and i kept thinking
WAR IS BAD
'but we are right'
and then i grew up in the cold war
i didn't even really know what that meant
except that it was colder in russia than in canada
and we were better at hockey
and when i realized...
i cried
wrote really dark poetry about the end of the world
and burned it
i knew for a fact then
that
WAR IS BAD
and maybe we are not right
i discovered feminism and academia and poetry
and i affirmed
WAR IS BAD
i had children
three beautiful, brilliant incredible children
i did that!
i realized my power, my strength, my resolve
to remind humanity
WAR IS BAD
so now that is my mission, my drive, my passion
to rid the world of war
to find peace in another place
to smash the patriarchy that oppresses
to live and love in peace