Two love poems...
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D.W. 10.3.46 – 7.29.25
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Art and Soul
Come with me, back in time to a winter afternoon in 2010, as I wandered into the Art Gallery of Ontario, not consciously knowing where I was going, or why...
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Are We Really Humankind?
“What is the dream inside your head?” the young girl said. “Where does it take you? Does it serve you well?” The man was surprised...
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Cavorting With The Crowd
O poets, who ceaselessly, constantly write, sitting there, tireless, far into the night addressing your poems to god knows who (and she/he ain’t telling). When will you desist? Give up? Renounce the fight? Take the …
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Live and Let Love
I'd like to tell you a few stories...
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Let It In
Appreciate whatever comes up in you; it's in your life for you to transform it into "some new delight."
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Courage, My Love
Courage comes in many shapes and forms, but always from the heart...
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Sinking Like A Stone
the dreadful the dreaded loneliness tugging and tearing at the fabric of life heartlessly shredding every vestige of hope inviting darkness to invade every inner nook and cranny
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Together
Centuries before psychologist Carl Jung posited the idea of the collective unconscious, and biologist Rupert Sheldrake began talking and writing about morphic resonance, Nichiren Buddhism taught the Nine Consciousnesses. The ninth consciousness is Buddha nature, …
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How Jane Fonda Saved My Life
When I arrived in Montreal in 1974 I believed that my new country would treat me well. Less than a month later, I found out otherwise. (Please don't read this poem if you are easily triggered.)