Friday, March 28, 2014

It's just the wind

Public Domain

Bitterly cold
Turning fingers white, noses red
It's just the wind

Sending shivers down my spine
Something rushes by
It’s just the wind,

Rain pounding
Trees thrashing about
It’s just the wind

Were those men whistling at me?
As I walked down the street
It’s just the wind

Forceful destructive
Strong enough to knock you down
It’s just the wind

Gusts travelling at a hundred miles an hour
Leaving many without power
It’s just the wind

Changes in speed and direction
Causing tornadoes
It’s just the wind

Dust sweeping across the desert
Gritty sand everywhere

It’s just the wind


This poem is in response to a Flash Fiction challenge at Carrot Ranch. Stop by, say hi to Charli, and join in on the fun of this challenge if you would like to write a flash fiction, or read a few by other writers. This weeks challenge is to include the words It's just the wind in a short story containing 99 words. This challenge goes until Tuesday April 1st. 

Thanks for stopping by today and please leave a comment to let me know you were here. 

Friday, March 21, 2014

It's All About Learning - FTSF

By Paul Lowry (Flickr) [CC-BY-2.0 (], via Wikimedia Commons
McGill University  Arts Building, in Montreal Quebec

I am done with school, but not with learning
A strong desire for knowledge,  my mind always churning

The choice to return, is always there
You're never too old, so never despair

Life itself is a learning tool
In it's own way, it can be like school

From experience we gain
Knowledge to attain

Things we need to know
To aide and help us grow

The older we get the wiser we become
No matter who you are, no matter where you are from

This poem was written for Finish the Sentence Friday. A blog hop where each week you are given a prompt. This weeks FTSF prompt was, "I am done with school but ....."

If you'd like to join this blog hop follow my link and join up with any one of the many hosts.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Goodbye to Fred's

Fred's Meat Market, Orillia, Ontario

Big box stores have moved on in
Forcing closures of family establishments
Fred’s closed I learned this week
Brown papered windows is all you can now see
50 years in the community
Long gone is the land of opportunity

It’s all about the corporations and their riches
Tossing the little guys into the ditches

It used to be so nice to walk into our neighborhood stores
Once greeted by name making you feel you mattered more
Not the same in these massive places to shop
They’re so big, takes forever, feeling like you’ll drop

Big box stores have moved on in
Customer service seems a little thin
No friendly smiles when you now enter stores
They just want your money, no less, no more

Fred’s Meat Market was a butcher store

It will be missed by me, and many more

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Happy Mothers Day - 2014

To Claire Who I've Always Called Mom

Always there to lend a hand when family is in need
Never expecting anything in return
That's who you've always been

Even though you don't always agree
And known mistakes were foreseen
You give a little smile as if to say
I could have shown you the way
If only you'd asked the other day

You never sit in judgement
That's just not you 

Your arms are always open wide
For those you love, for all you do

I don't think you realize how much you mean to me
How lucky I am to have you, always with me

This year on Mother's Day I wanted you to know

How much I love and appreciate you so

Each year I like to write my mother in law a poem to show her how much she means to me. I'm fortunate to have a mother in law that I not only get along with really well, but that I can call her one of my very best friends. 

Here are a few other poems I've written for my mother in law.

Happy Mother's Day Poem to My Mother In Law My Friend

Should a Would a Could a

Monday, March 3, 2014