Category: Talking with the Eath

A Foot Thing – A Poem

He saw me coming up the front steps of my apartment building. “Hey.” He said. I nodded at him. “Hello.” He got up off the front stoop and held the door open for me. I am always one to do that for others, but… Continue Reading “A Foot Thing – A Poem”

Silver Dreams – A Poem

When I walked into the room, it was to find it filled with floating silver orbs. A man was standing in the centre of the room, regarding me patiently. He tilted his head towards me and I was struck by how out of place… Continue Reading “Silver Dreams – A Poem”

So Much Left Unsaid – A Poem

There is another half of me. We are the same, but dramatically different. When we were younger, we spoke in our own language. Only we could understand each other. Over time, that language was replaced by words that everyone could understand. As we left… Continue Reading “So Much Left Unsaid – A Poem”

The Lady of Leaves – A Poem

The leaves had  started to change colour. No longer green, they were filled with hues of red and gold and orange. The world was  once again moving towards a rainbow of colour and  there was a crispness to the air that smelled of wood… Continue Reading “The Lady of Leaves – A Poem”

Actual Magic – A Poem

There are some days when I feel like the Scarecrow: made of straw and bits of fluff, with my head filled with clouds, nary a thought inside, or able to pass through the fog that waits within. On other days, I feel like the… Continue Reading “Actual Magic – A Poem”

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