My Latest Project

CN North American Training Facility in Winnipeg - opening soon.....

Yellow Goblins

Yellow goblins
and a god I can swallow:

Eyes in the evergreens
under ice.

Interior monologue
and some voice.

Weary fears, the
usual trials and

a place to surmise
blessedness.

Fanny Howe

Gnome

You'd never know 
his legs were missing.
She had him tucked 
coyly beneath the nested pine, 
chin propped on a tiny hand.
He sported a painted yellow shirt
a blue hat, both worn from years 
spent in so many gardens.

She never did find his legs
yet there he was content
to lie about in the summer heat
never having to run again.

- Debbie Calverley

Passenger - Let Her Go