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Tyaughton Caonoeing, Tyaughton Lake, Chilkotin Mountain Range, British Columbia, Canada

Fathers ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #197

Paddling
On a perfect day

I remember days long past
Of sunshine and calm
Depths still clear
At forty feet

The rod held
Expectantly
In your son’s hands

Paddle in yours
The strokes
A gentle
Powerful
Grace

You didn’t care for fishing
But I did
So out we went

My youth
A stream of summer memories
New England lakes
Bass and wallabies
A pickerel here and there
The perch and sunnies
Disdainfully thrown back

Paddling today
On a perfect day
I reflect on those times
And the times that would follow

Times of storms and dark clouds
Murky shallows
When we were not always
So gentle with each other
Awkward
Sometimes graceless
The depth of you
Forever unreachable

But still I knew you
As the father who’d take me out
For no more than the pleasure
Of my pleasure

That is
I knew
Always
That you loved me

You’ve been gone now
For longer than I ever had you

For your eulogy
I used the metaphor
Of the missing wingman
A natural for the pilot father

But on this day
Of sunshine and calm
Of depth and clarity
I notice a second paddle
Laying against the empty seat
Wishing your hands were upon it
So that once again
We could take on this task of living
With the harmony of paddling
Together

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Stillness, Howe Sound, Porteau Cove Provincial Park, Sea to Sky Highway, British Columbia, Canada

Stillness ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #167

On some unseen horizon
Beyond my peace of mind
Where shadows play
In savage grey
And hope has not yet
Even hope

No flutter on the water
No ripple in the wind
No fish or whale
To breech the sea
No gull on wing
To cry the air alive
No colour falls to eye

In this world
Of nothingness
In stillness
Drifted I

Aboard a ship
No sails were set
Devoid of all intent
My mind awash
In listless thought
No acts of love
From feckless heart

Yet all the while
And deep below
This ship becalmed
My spirit spare
A current
Ran unseen

It swirled
And tossed
It mustered
Forces unbeknown
Which bubbled to the top

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This Cacophony of Being, Britannia Mine, Britannia Beach, British Columbia, Canada

On the Cacophony of Being

This spirit of life

This beauty
This pain
This anguish
This love

This cacophony of being
That is I
That is experience
That is action

Tension of light and dark
Tension of right and wrong
Never grey
Never muted

That mud of fear
That mud of anger
Gripping at my heart
Gripping at my mind

But I will not
Go under
But I will not
Lie down

Or die
In the silence
Of living
Without venture

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Fallen Maple Leaf, Stanley Park, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

Remembrance ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #161

For all of you
Who’ve gone to ground
Fallen in a season
For which life
Had not yet come around
Bleakest autumn
Fell upon your spring

I remember
And I write

Words seeking time
In some future dream
When the Flanders torch
Shall not be passed
We will no longer ask
The young to die
For causes wrought
Upon the lie
Of righteousness

A time when poppies bloom
In their rightful spring
Not this remorseful
Autumnal rite
No longer red
No blood be spilled
But lovely white
Our peace fulfilled

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Dancing with the Darkness

Dancing with the Darkness

Standing in the light
I see the darkness
The evil from which I emerged
Clearly
For the first time

Just as I cannot know the light
Without darkness
So too I cannot know the darkness
Without light

I thought I knew the darkness well
When I was caught in it
As it touched me
As it coursed through me

I believed the darkness was me

Standing in the light
I sense the true nature of my being
Radiating this warm glow

I have not emerged from the darkness
I have shed it
Like a cloak
Beneath which the light
Has always burned
Will always burn
Has always kept the darkness
In its dark

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Lovely Lichen, Hope Slide, British Columbia, Canada

Organic ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #147

Nature draws her lines
In chaos and complexity
Mathematics and some chemistry
Laws of physics yet unbroken
By laws of beauty she has written

Laws which I do well to heed
If my art is to succeed
Nature I do not exploit you
Nor wrest the brushes from your hand
It’s not my mind to alter your decision
But offer you my humble vision