Anne-Shirley Clough a name quite enough dandelion fluff spread by a puff from the cheeks of a girl in the meadow at …
Anne-Shirley Clough a name quite enough dandelion fluff spread by a puff from the cheeks of a girl in the meadow at …
Empty closet, empty heart. Empty morning, day won’t start Lost my plans to carry on Since I learned that you are gone …
When Northern Lights drift close to you They’re after your spirit. Bid your adieux! They’ll carry you off to other souls …
We come from a town Where we were all cousins Mennonite parents Kids by the dozens All were Mennonite Through and …
Watching the Grey Cup at home The Earl Grey Cup, a November feud Time for drinks and a festive mood A …
I celebrate Easter in my old age with memories of music and memories of my daughters in pretty yellow outfits. I …
Years ago I wrote this story about getting a loaf of paska from my favourite cousin Katherine Penner. It was, in …
When I was just a boy of ten I walked to school each day A mile the path but hundreds then That …
One spring Diane Kroeker made the pigs of Deerbank Farm famous by getting their picture onto ABC’s Good Morning America show. She …
This morning I had a profound spiritual experience at Mass in the Roman Catholic church next door. I went to church with young …
Once when our children were young, I took them on a wildlife hunt through Whiteshell Provincial Park. We played a discovery …
There are many deer species in the world. They range from the familiar white-tailed deer which came to Manitoba a century …
It arrives like a ghost. You may be sitting beside your campfire dozing through a lazy summer afternoon when everything is …
We were driving along Falcon Lake’s south shore last year when suddenly Diane spotted a bird standing on the gravel shoulder. …
It’s quiet. You’ve walked through a garage to the back. Moments ago, even from the freshly shoveled front walk, you heard dozens …
The killdeer is an actor worthy of an Oscar. If you come too close to her nest – often a shallow …
Half-time show. Ho ho ho. Time for tea for you and me Tea for two and maybe more A drink of …
One more year, the Day of the Dead Gone the woman who shared my bed Drifted away in November mist Gone the …
You hoo …that you in the woods? We can do what we will For the thrill Of meeting like this. …
This dinner gathering was the first time Chloe, my great granddaughter, was with my extended family. She kept us entertained with her …
Today Anne-Shirley brought me to St. Boniface Hospital for yet another medical appointment, this time a lung scan with a Gamma Camera. …
Diane was hostess of “Follow Me”, a children’s TV show grown out of Trinity Television’s “It’s A New Day”. It was telecast …
There’s a quiet place where the Assiniboine meets the Red, a place for basking in moonglow, a place for wondering in …
An outstanding period in our family was the time when we had two bearded collies. The beardie is a great family …
Non-resistance is the distinguishing aspect of Menno Simons’ teachings. All Christian denominations have a way of finding God through Jesus …
When Northern Lights drift close to you They’re after your spirit. Bid your adieux! They’ll carry you off to other souls …
Being a Mennonite in Manitoba is living in a microcosm of Mennonites worldwide. Around the world there are Mennonites in almost …
I have associated with Hutterites all my life. Although I never considered becoming one, I admired their communal life. I like …
The story of this famous dog found life in our family at bedtime. There’s a statue of Greyfriars Bobby in Edinborough, …
It’s a myth. Hummingbirds do not migrate under the wings of geese. I don’t know how the myth got started, but …
We were on another of our many trips to California, travelling across the southwest states along Route 66. We always visited …
Farmyard rules never bending Barnyard work never ending Do the chores ever tending Chickens and sheep, ever mending Fences to keep the …
I prayed for just one little child Just one – he gave me four. Quadruplets, yes, they drove me wild I …
I believe in Angels Just as much as God Some say that is odd Angels – scientifically proven matter Helping …
Little Chloe, six months old Now your journey will unfold I’ll be gone when you grow tall Hang my picture on …
Was it creation or evolution? Who cares when hare and hound ‘cross a stubblefield bound Was it God or was …
REFRAIN You Can Fly, You Can Soar You Can Open Any Door You Can Sail The Widest Ocean You Can Set …
The short little leprachauns dancin’ ‘round Were swingin’ shilleleghs stout A’tryin’ to kill the snakes in the land A’cursin’ with many …
The towering Alps reach high to the sky, Too tall for me, busy pursuer of life, to climb But my gaze …
Here on a hillside, quiet and serene I sit and wonder at the places I’ve seen And none compare to this solitary …
Vivacious and vibrant, my friend Michelle She turned to run like a bat outta hell …from drugs and such. …
The touch of your hand is a soothing caress that stills my restless soul your fingers glide to my …
I often think of you, dear Mom As being gentle like a dove With tender eyes and helping hands That never …
Sunday morning all alone with just a memory of last night’s starry taste of love acute my misery …
At night when lovers copulate they unrewarded see how fruitless is their lonely search for pleasure’s misery …
I am a young man trapped in an old man’s body loving a young girl that skips away …
Here’s to the friends who love us well and all the rest can go to hell we used to …
Afraid and sad I look at life, alone and insecure A yearning in my heart I feel for someone true and …
Here in the monastery God only knows why we came so far …to this lonely place. This is …
Here on the shore of Highwind Lake I dream away, hardly awake I sit and wait for a call from the loon …
Twenty years have dulled our touch Made us pull away too much You talked on and shed some tears I …
For whom do you pine when you’re lonely and blue How do you feel when you don’t know who is still …
It used to be that North End jewel Got up quick for Sunday School Winter walk across the Red Never got …
Life is a tragic comedy a joke as old as time humankind exalted hero many flaws to rhyme. …
Just who, I ask, is Jesus Christ? People say he’s just a fraud …others say the Son of God A teller …
The lake is a place to be with friends Having a nap Making love to an apparition The lake is …
She sits by the water and thinks of her daughters Jesus and John in the water you see keeping a date with …
Dusk and damp, dimming light. The sweet and musty smell. Of death by night, I fear your unknown hell. I …
I can’t resist Looking at a pretty ankle Watching it disappearing Around a corner Slender, sculptured, Red shoes Imagining A petticoat …
Communion. It seems Our knowledge gone dim Of what it means To remember Him Ancient people took …
The dance of life, a dance of love A dance come down from the skies above Dance that day when a …
Bad it would seem Shout and scream Go for a walk In a world run amok Big lies get bigger …
Whenever I look at a mug of beer I remember the jovial night Faulty rational world of fear Lost in the …
I was forbidden things In younger days I couldn’t do this I couldn’t do that I wore a black hat A …
My morning song is a song sung along The edge of a canyon rim. Starlight dreams become, it seems, My morning requiem. …
You asked me If I love you. I said yes. We drove through the countryside in fall Autumn leaves turning …
A loon will soon in June Send shivers up our spines Long lonesome wail, speckled tail Hysteric cackle in pines Calm lake …
At age of four you learned the way how not to stray When you were two …
I stand paralyzed when she enters my sanctuary seemingly without fear. My heart skips a beat when she enters …
Write whatever comes to mind You are loving, you are kind You have friends from here and there Stored inside your …
Prayer seems reduced to nothing more than endless demands from sight gone dim As if God were a …
I want to pray for my friend Stan but it’s such a struggle. We address our higher powers who in …
His name is Jesus. That, for me, is his most comfortable name. He’s called the Son of God. He’s called …
In my search for church I heard the voice of God, Whispering in the pines. It took a while, I drove …
A mist on the moor is magic, brings tales of old that are tragic; tales that are fresh tales …
With the world the birds awake Tweety songs at dawn’s daybreak Birds flit by, slept the night through Owl finds a daytime …
It was soft twilight – almost night when the golden affair began There were others they say in the home …
All this pain this weekend There is too much pain We sit here together Rendered powerless Women and men …
We go through life with intimates few but there’s something special in sharing a pew with friends. …
Some are men some are boys men stand tall amid the noise. Boys seethe in anger …
I’m in a mood – need solitude I walk to the desert in sandals leaving the city behind …
Together that day, you and I Country cathedral, holy high Country cathedral Sunday morning Spell came on us quick without warning Needed …
Tony, my old border collie herding his field art Eating rats his only folly fast and very smart …
15 Types of Poetic Forms Blank verse. Blank verse is poetry written with a precise meter—almost always iambic pentameter—that does not …
God sitting up in the Bishop’s chair Eyes glued tight to his i-Pad there Spelling out to us on Earth Who we …
Lonely horn beneath the light Melody borne in heat of night Bottle drained of liquid dreams Dimming light …
The faces of hell yell out at night with muffled screams dreams become nightmares skull hangs loose in a noose …
There are 26 cousins in my family tree, descendants of five children of my grandparents. At 83 I’m the youngest. The grandparents …
Sunday morning, soul sad an’ blue Singin’ a song an’ cryin’ some too. Sunday is foggy, a misty haze Sound …
I stand in the Alps, breathtaking view My restless eyes want something new I look up the Maypole, sky quite odd. Beyond …
It’s called a paradigm shift Our daily view of truth From mountaintop to valley below Questions from our youth We dance …
The bust we cuss Is just old rust, When we discuss With deep disgust Our thoughts robust. The bust was Chopin Atop …
We were lost, me and my two cousins Paul and Harvey, they with guns and me with a camera. We were hunting …
I composed little songs for special occasions as they came up in life, from the birth of little people to Psalms I …
Canadians East and West make fun of Winnipeg. Winterpeg, they call it, the coldest city in Canada, they say. But Winnipeg is …
The United Nations Assembly has declared October 1 as the day to recognize older people. The theme is to help them adapt …
I get water in my legs. It comes from sitting too long at the computer when I should be lying down with …
One of our favourite drives is along River Road from where it veers off Main Street north of Winnipeg to follow the …
Like his sister, Max was born on the couch in the front room of their home in Charleswood. At 11 years old, …
Isabella was born to Rebecca with the help of her Dad Wayne and a midwife on the couch in the front room …