Saturday, December 26, 2015

Birthday

It comes, 

now, for 61 years,
right after, in the midst, 
of christmas celebrations, 
busy ness

It comes,  

childhood found me 
surrounded by
cousins, aunts, uncles, brothers, 
birthday song for me
between carols

It comes, 

arrives with memories, 
telephones calls, tea in bed,  
messages of love, support, 
surprises,  visits, 
shared delight, laughter 

It comes 

a fanfare of blessings 
on Boxing Day, 
now, for 61 years, 
mine. 


gkn 2015



Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Wally

With thanks to Derek Wallcott " Love after Love"

"The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving..." 

She named you after a poet, 
a fluffy little fur ball, black, white and brown, today
you companion me.

Invite smiles in the mirror, 
through rain, sunshine, clouds, rainbows, 
reflecting the stranger, recognized. 

Hand on leash, on heart, 
tears of recognition. 

"Sit. Feast on your life"


gkn Dec. 2015


Quotes from Derek Wallcott's poem Love after Love...check it out! 

Monday, December 21, 2015

Dec.21


The dark
The light 

One voice 
One body

Living, breathing

Darkness

Seeking lights return, 
I wait. 




Monday, December 14, 2015

Advent

"Do not grow old, no matter how long you live.  Never cease to stand like curious children before the Great Mystery into which we were born."  Albert Einstein

It is dark,  the train has just pulled out of the station, safety instructions filter in, along with conductors search for someone travelling all the way to Montreal,  someone's breakfast catches my attention as I sip my tea.  

I am heading to a hub of curiosity,  a three year old,  engaged and excited by yesterday's Christmas tree acquisition,  wondering why it is not yet Christmas.  

This Advent wait is long. 

It is dark.
We have left the city. 

How long must we wait, to see the way before us?  
How long must I wait?  

Can I stand curious before the Great Mystery?  
Do I dare to release all anxiety?  
Replace it with 
the changing dark, the shadows,  the stories they tell. 

This Advent wait is long.

Stopped,  new companions join, 
by desire, by longing for certainty, for 
security, for light

My seat shakes, vibrates, enfolded in darkness, 
the journey continues

This Advent wait is long. 

"Do not grow old, no matter how long you live.  Never cease to stand like curious children before the Great Mystery into which we were born."  Albert Einstein

gkn Dec.2015