Tuesday, December 31, 2013

staying the course

i)  Tired Monk's View

path is iced over
steadfast boots
slide deep
fill with snow
even monks slip

ii)  Temple Dog's View

temple dog is on a scent
something hot
tinged with human

big deep snuffling, snorting,
ah    just spilled coffee

Monday, December 30, 2013

always the cold

temple is frost heaved n'shifted
little cracks
welcome the cold
       creeping low
across the floor

the tired monk fights back
with hot hearth logs
and doubled wool socks

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

stars n'guitars


starlight glimpses
quick n'sly through
low hanging campfire smoke


that guitar a yers
it looks like yah
walked out in to tha deep woods
hewed that guitar outta
some storm blown
lightening burnt tree

yep -
that is how I get them gnarly old sounds

I'm trying to capture the real Lanark County/Ottawa Valley Accent.

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Imogen's Poem

tucked up neat n'deep

in monk robes
soft baby murmurs mix
with soft strummed chords

Brother Ollie

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

flurry of winter poems


snow blower starts on the first pull
growls to life
tired monk sets the choke


touque slips to a jaunty angle
almost slides off
the hot tonsured head


temple dog does a quick check
smells the rabbit tracks
looks out into the white forest
runs back inside
the open temple door


tired monk ponders
thinks to his Belgian Brewing Brothers
and the winter air
slipping in under the garage door
cold enough to keep a chill in the beer