Among the balsam of the firs Where the sun flickers and glows, There’s a lure of old romance In which myths and legends flow. Fancy dryad wispy whispers And fairies’ lyrical strains Enchanting us when we stroll Mossy paths made lush by rain. Deep in the bosom of the grove Where the oldest... Continue Reading →
There is a magic hour When hush and stillness reign, Nature’s been wooed to sleep By the sea’s lapping waves. Amidst this truce of dawn Nostalgia dwells in dreams, Our wild thoughts lulled to rest And idle hopes redeemed. A lucent sapphire sky With hems of amber wine, Enchants us with a spell... Continue Reading →
Affixed discreetly to the bottom corner of my front window is a small ‘heart flag’, a Canadian flag with a heart replacing the maple leaf. Made out of paper, the colour is fading and if you look closely, you’ll notice that the tape holding it in place has been reinforced. During my community's pandemic lockdown... Continue Reading →
Oh, how we clamor For those first signs of spring! With eagle eyes We search the skies And herald the news When the first robin arrives. Oh, how we cheer-up On those first balmy days! Like restless colts We bolt outdoors Galloping along Burbling paths where snowdrops soar. Oh, there’s magic in Those... Continue Reading →
The clouds are dusting, Their folds filled with snow. The air’s fleeced with flakes Falling silent and slow. Sheltered in my grove, A small flock of crows Rest with puffed feathers, Their refuge from the cold. A doe is hunkered Beneath a proud fir. She rotates her ears And sneaks a quick slumber.... Continue Reading →
Silently it fell, Floating in the breeze. Swirling and twirling Like a feather, it Drifted past the tree. But it’s only July. Surely, it’s too early For any leaf to fly? With our recent heat And onset of drought, Many of the trees Have wilted their leaves. And thus it’s no surprise... Continue Reading →
Eloquently Kate 