Wild Roses of Spring When the world is on your shouldersAnd your back hunched from the loadWhen your path is often uphillThere’s not a flat spot on the road Then its time to smell the rosesPink petals ‘mongst the greenTheir scent perfumes the woodlandAs they brighten up the scene Take a moment to enjoy themPink…

The North Country in June (not my story, just attempting to write a woman’s country song) Sitting in the silenceOf my lonely living roomTen o’clock at nightBut there’s still a bit of lightCause its the NorthCountry in June It’s the North country in JuneThough you are far awayI’m wishing you had stayedCause I’ve been feeling…

Day 2: Today’s challenge was to write a poem reflecting upon a childhood memory. It may have been something that influenced my adult life. SOMEONE STOLE THE STRAP “Someone stole the teacher’s strap,”My nine-year-old self interjectsinto a lull in the adultconversation. My parents had company for supper.I have an overwhelming need to tell my storyto…

Wonderful havingCelebration of Life forSomeone still alive Stepped across patch of Spongy green moss, wishing I was barefooted! Earth is in a stateOf potential, just likeA teenaged child Mama deer and babiesLeaving tiny hoofprints allOver the sand dune Our amazing worldLittle and big creaturesMingling together Last hint of sunlightThrough freshly leafed treesTwilight beckons Mouse shaped…

Thanks so much to Laureen (Woolsey) Kosheiff of Fairview, Alberta for organizing this event, held on Saturday May 2 at the Fraser Lake Legion. So many joyful connections and reconnections between family members and longtime friends. And the food was delicious! George’s Bio At the age of 90,  George Woolsey is probably the oldest living…

27 Prayers of ‘Abdu’l-BaháMarch 2021 (a prayer for the pilgrim)He is God.O thou who circlest in adoration about the Spot round which circle the Concourse on high! Raise thou thy hands in gratitude at the Threshold of the one true God, and say: O Thou the highest aspiration of every ardent lover! O Thou the…

Every February writer poet musician Harold who resides in Terrace fires up his “Haiku Train” and about 10 or 15 of us follow along the tracks for the month. Here are my contributions for Feb. 2026 Feb 1 ‘Tis February?Thought t’was still January…Winter clogs the brain Feb 2 The Wicked WitchOf the North West encasedMy…

RECENT RESEARCH: Doris Ray I’m not seeing any results for that name in 1918, Toronto. He may have had a different name. I did locate this: Vancouver Daily WorldThu, Dec 28, 1916 ·Page 16Empress of Asia departure for China Passengers included a man named “Ong Wah” RESEARCH (as of  October 2000 – this is from…

I’ve been sitting with a weird feeling for a while now. I finally figured out it’s coming from the anxiety I’m feeling of religion vs politics, something we’re all seeing and hearing play out right now. I feel like I understand, at least at a basic level, those folks who are holding up Christianity (or…

I wanted to write something that would help ease some of the pain of the past few days. We are all still suffering in sympathy with the dear sweet traumatized citizens of Tumbler Ridge. Soon our pain will subside, but those who are suffering terribly may continue to endure. We don’t know who or what…