Once women could rely on each other’s wisdom,embrace their intuition, learn about thelife giving power of their bodies, nurturingeverything until it reached maturity, earning thetrust and love of the community. Their sacredcats sat at their feet as they mixed medicine andcast spells, people brought their problems tothem and they found ways to make them well,they … Continue reading Witches: Cassandra Kulay
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Passing Time: Robert St. Germain
Just passing time, nothing to do.Not feeling sad, or feeling blue.Watching T.V. to pass the hours.Neither bitter, or sour.Just some downtime for me.Feeling fun and feeling free.Eventually I’ll fall asleep.For now the night is in my keep.I got nothing to worry about.And I have no need to scream or shout.
A Grave: Robert St. Germain
Here I stand at a grave, and I gaze upon the name.And I am shocked to find that the name written is mine.This is where I shall be, all throughout eternity.Here I will sleep each and every week.Someone will remember me, after I am set free.Will there be some good to find?And will I leave … Continue reading A Grave: Robert St. Germain
The Future Leads to the End: Robert St. Germain
Every step we take leads to our wake.We must do what we can with our time.For time can only unwind.We walked this old path that everyone walked.We pass the days with our thoughts and our talk.Every day we waste leads us to our being too late.In the end we all find the same fate.Eat up … Continue reading The Future Leads to the End: Robert St. Germain
Untitled: Richard Edwards
The beauty that is,That will be,Can you see, Softly it rises,The song is sweet,Its neat, Can you seeThe real me,The angels sing, They bring hope,They are long,Their beauty carries me, Can you see,What is there,Don’t you care, Beware little bear,Do you have your fare,Stirring the air,Savior fare,You areThe beautyThat is thee,You are freeThe hope is … Continue reading Untitled: Richard Edwards
Story Time: Marjolaine Brodeur
Tell me a story to send me to sleep. It can have ogres, witches, or other magical beings as well as brave boys or girls who defeat them. Whatever you tell me will please me as I know you spend time creating it for me. Thank you for taking the time out of your busy … Continue reading Story Time: Marjolaine Brodeur
May Days: Marjolaine Brodeur
May comes to us to let it be known that it wants us to remember those who have struggled whether they are workers or mothers who have had a part in the making of our history. They are all important. No matter if they were labourers or mothers, all have had an impact in society … Continue reading May Days: Marjolaine Brodeur
Morning Poem: Cassandra Kulay
What will you do with your day?Sighing, he takes his coffee black,cream in the cup can divine fortunes,golden stain, plain as the date on thepaper I never read, hardly ever,something exciting happened today,so you say, playing with contentment.My vented blouse breathes pointelle,he sings in the morning, mockballads, showered clean. Rainstreaked streets never throw updust, flower … Continue reading Morning Poem: Cassandra Kulay
Twisted: Cassandra Kulay
The twisted roots of the problem foster a tree a doubtwith bitter fruit, looking back is not always sweet, fullof trauma and betrayal is the past and it still frightensme, it still hurts to know I was so lost I might not havecome out of it, to sense to horrors that might have been.Still from … Continue reading Twisted: Cassandra Kulay
Someone: Cassandra Kulay
I’m feeling like I am someone,I am feeling like I know what I want,I am dreaming wide awake, I amsurprised by how much I can take.I am in the groove, coming off smooth,do you want me like I want you?Outside the snow is falling, in theCold wind I can feel you calling,I think of your … Continue reading Someone: Cassandra Kulay
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