FAITH Have faith that things can get better even if you can’t see it now. This is Faith by Ruhiyyih (Mary Maxwell) Khanum To walk where there is no pathTo breathe where there is no airTo see where there is no light –This is Faith.To cry out in the silence,The silence of the night,And hearing…

Pale skies are bluer nowShades of spring setting inBut where is the green You and me at CostcoCosto card saves moneyWe buy twice as much. Broaden our horizonsBook flights, a car, room, toursToo tired to travel. “If I get through March…”My brother was born in MarchAnd he died in March. A purple bug’s outsideIt has…

“If I get through March…”My brother was born in MarchAnd he died in March. Winds of March blow cold Weatherman’s predicting snow Bring on April. .’Twas a “springy” kind of daySnow level down to the stubbleAnd a yellow fox stopped by Snowflakes coming down Cat looks out the window Be fun to catch them. A…

A few days after my husband died, I was contemplating about whether I would receive some kind of message from him. Other people had said their loved one had done so. I did not hear his voice, which was good because that would have been scary. My message was more in the form of a…

Colours in night skiesWhat may they signify?We are one on Earth Human brain pausesWaits for the emergenceOf kindness and trust Old songs old memories“Autumn Leaves” “Sincerely”Each song had a story Water from on high should quench the thirsty soilDouse the forest fire Those living long agoHelped shape the world we knowWe may do the same…

My memoir is a mix of narrative and contemplative poetry, composed in bygone days. Each has  its own accompanying recollections from my early childhood years at the Coast, to postwar adventure and obstacles in the rural Interior of BC. Suitable for all age groups. An historical overview of happenings between 1930s and 2023.

Ready to travelPink bow on my suitcasePink sweater to match May dark clouds gatherAnd rain upon our paradeThe dry earth needs water Home to the dry northFrom the dripping wet southPut away the umbrella Waiting for the greenWanting to plant flowersBut it’s snowing I hear the birds singNo longer dizzyEar wax is gone! Deer munch…