Rhymes, Rants & Accolades from North Central BC

Archive for April, 2017


April 6 Poem:


An Ordinary Man
That’s what he was
Just an ordinary man
Never got no medals
For doing what he can…
He excelled at many things
I admired him for that
He also had some issues
That were wrong and that’s a fact.
But an ordinary man
Can be better than the best
Once addiction and compulsion
Have been faced and passed the test.
Just an ordinary man
Never asked for credit
For the good advice he’d shown
Enjoyed it when the children
Embraced life when they left home
If they encountered trouble
He’d say “Hold your head up high,
For sure you will get through it
When circumstances go awry.”
Just an ordinary man….
Musician pals were precious
Pleasant melodies in mind
Friends and family playing tunes
Guitar strumming in behind
Unpretentious, unassuming
For himself he’d do without
He’d prefer to be out hunting
Or fishing for a trout
And if you were out there with him
He’d be happier than you
If you were to catch “the big one”
And he only caught a few.

An ordinary man who was
Married to an ordinary woman.

Poem #5 Poetry ChallengeMonth

Men’s World Curling

Curling’s a sport that’s becoming well known
And even some Chinese rocks have been thrown
Canada’s skip who’s from Newfoundland
Is playing the team from The Netherlands

The Dutch are new at playing on ice
Water don’t freeze when it leaks from a dike.
Their team is gradually learning the game
And soon will be forming some ice in their veins.

The shot rocks are red but now they are yellow
You just cannot beat that Canadian fellow!
They don’t seem to mind their loss to the West
‘Cause losing to Canada’s a loss to the best!

APRIL POEMS (poetry month)

I went to the Art Show
looked around
and it was like
music to my eyes
food for my soul
Such a mosaic of colours
shapes, sizes, textures
It filled my inner sanction
with gobs of sweetness,
spiciness and even saltiness
Tiny pieces of fabric
sewn together to compose
a colourful landscape
Musical instruments
taken apart, carved
painted, re-glued
to create new beauty
from metal and wood
Glass, bits of rock and metal
heated and spun
into various shapes, sizes
and intricate designs
Paintings in delicate, lifelike
colours alongside bolder
more esoteric scenery
Drawings studiously etched
into authentic sketches
of children and buildings.
Multimedia excursions
to create memorabilia
both harmonizing
and contrasting
Photographs of animals,
flowers, birds, posing
in pleasing and diverse fashion
My inner sanction is satiated


A dead tree in a gravel pit
its skeletal bones
clinging tenuously
to a gnarly spine
Something about that
dead tree
comforts me.
It’s endured weather
from blistering heat
to bitter cold
wind gusts swirling
about the huge open
wound carved by
cutting away sections
of earth from the hillside
leaving only rocks, scrub
brush, and the old dead
reigning King of the Hill
arrogant and not about
to topple over
anytime soon!

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