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Alone I sit
staring at the cold grey sky
All around
winter's handiwork
so silent
so beautiful
fills the land

Drifting lazily upwards
pillars of smoke
rise ghost-like
from the chimneys

On the ground below
the freshly fallen snow
so quiet, so fragile
instils deep peace
within my soul

Standing alone in the distance
a church steeple
points majestically towards the sky
in silent testimony
of its God

Nothing stirs -
the sparrows have gone to bed
this cold winter's evening
dreaming pleasant dreams
of tomorrow's spring
when new life will take form
in Nature's world
or perhaps they dream
of yesterday's summer
when they flitted happily
from tree to tree
dancing in the sunshine
so happy to be alive
and free

Yet, dream on
my little friends
for even while you dream
cold winter must reign
a little while longer
still blessing the earth
with her deep silent beauty
--- as now the snow begins to fall
once more








(I wrote this piece in the late 1960s
when I was a university student
in Winnipeg, Canada.)

Days of rapid change
four seasons give a range
Rain hails from dull grey skies
until full summer's high

Confusion, stirring thoughts
of what a season brought
Who can dismiss promises of spring,
when hopes dances and nature sings

As breezes flutter instead of flow
unlike winter, with gale force blow
Spring showers that can sprinkle
speckled sunshine, fades and twinkles

A morning chill, until warm mid-day
when children laugh when at play
Until late afternoon, cooling down
brings bleaker skies, a night is found

We experience, four season in a day
Till summer settled, gifts autumn hay
Herald of season, a winter's scene
Nature splendid, in tones of green.

As we approach, a changing time
Joys of springtime, crossing lines
Hope is welcomed, with open hearts
From nature's creature, as well as plants.

Where the shadows faded in the deepest places,
Truth yet kept me flying just beneath the wind.
Crossed my mind from inside, vanished sleeping phases,
Sorry for my future, even if I've sinned.

Time passes fast,
But I am slow.
Storms will approach with
Different flow.
Sometimes my tears are like the rain.
They stop and start all over again,
Like emotions in your mind,
The same for women and for men.
We all have feelings
Deep within our skin.
Yet we talk in fiction
Did I lose it all or win.
Must I be alone or
Is someone there,
To hold my hand
But really care.
We are homo-sapiens
Emotions fill our heart.
Yet we must watch incessantly,
The silly or the smart.
Take a chance and spin the wheel or
What's the magic word.
Abracadabra, allakazam
The fitting or absurd.
Your heart is where emotion lies
Like filling to a pie.
They all taste oh so differently,
It makes me wonder why.
We're meant to do and not
It seems like riding on a coaster.
Hot or cold it just pops up
Like bread inside your toaster.
So take a chance and vie for life
And let the sun shine in.
If you had not the meanings
of our hearts would not begin.
The autumn leaves they flutter
Whimsically and hit the ground.
With haste, no waste,
The leaves they fall without a single sound.
They are beautiful and varied,
and they do it all together-
The good and bad are all mixed up,
Through every type of weather.
We're like the leaves that
dance and fall
So mindful of each other.
They show us how to get along,
One first and then another.






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the smell of eucalypt fills the air
never before have i been so aware
filling my lungs and soothing my soul
a calmness blankets me and makes me whole

the intensity is quite unique
memories flood in until they peak
how many times has that scent procured
a reaction only to the one i endured

my nose a prostitute for many a smell
plenty of such would send me to hell
but here in this valley is the beauty of life
overwhelming me without any strife

i ponder from ......where it came
never worrying .....just the same
for there standing tall in a line
somebody's effort growing fine

a line of eucalypts growing tall
all blossoming as i can recall
magic bees doing there thing
amongst all the other trees that sing

this is truly a lovely sight
my smell engrossed with all it's might
i feel apart of earth's core
appreciation of nature i truly adore ......

Magical arch paths of beautiful jewels
And rippling beautiful blue pools
Rubies, gold, topaz, amber drifting down
To form a beautiful carpet all around

Walking in this magical place
Feeling the cool crisp breeze on one’s face
Dreaming beautiful dreams for a moment in time
Completely submerged in God’s sublime

His masterpiece paintings show us how much
He loves us all through His beautiful touch
Colors like we’ve never seen before
The bright reds and orange I especially adore

Thank you Lord for these precious fall days
Each day a special blessing of color and grace
Knowing soon coming will be winter days
Of white diamond crystals and skies of gray

The Tree

As stately as I stand, I still fall victim to the axe
I think that I shall never see a hundred years and that's a fact
My leaves fall to earths floor to cover the past; longing for the sweet sounds of nature to guard my present
After all I'm just a tree
I line the forest and add shade to your gardens against earths flowing wind, I still want to be free
My beauty shines in all types of weather, still I'm a lovely tree
With roots running deep and leafy branches reaching for the sky
When birds sit on me I feel a mile high
After all I'm just a tree
All the birds and animals can rest on me
I stand tall and straight looking to the heavens on every sunny day
Winters may be gloomy, but I still stand and look forward to May
After all I'm just a tree

she dreams the name of water and laughter is my soul
for the tears I never shed,had fallen from the sky

water in a diamond sky
reflecting dreams upon the eye
surface in the depth we see
souls are made by the free
but my hand and the pencil
were still part of the tree

she sleeps in a bed of rain
weaving scarlet in twain
to heart of Autumns vein
where leaves are falling grain
before the throne of memories thane