The clearing is nearing completion Sorting and organizing, coming to an end At least for the moment Fewer binders now, but they still lie in wait on the shelves. Ironically, there’s an inventory, an index of binders and files, in a binder This clearing of collections is never truly done […] Read More
Precious little watches Two from my Granny on my dad’s side My inheritance, along with her costume jewelry The other a gift, a mother of a constant friend Small collection, not worth anything the dealer said Not sure I agree with that. Free verse, based on Antique Watches.
My mom is a stellar book keeper She taught me how to reconcile my cheque book To my bank statement Reconcile this way, she would say Instilling a monthly habit I take pleasure in the balancing Pouring over my transaction records Persisting when things just don’t add up I have […] Read More
My scarves are within easy reach Fluttering above my head A colour-coded headboard Silks and wools, each one a woven story Gifts from friends and special someones Works of art, my hanging colour chart. Free verse, based on Scarves.
My old swimming pal in her new retro jacket the crests jazz it up Haiku, based on Awards & Medals
Window shopping Staff waving waving An invitation Say goodbye to your trusty old ride Found a new home for the Burgundy Norco, Lovely guy thought she was zippy! Wanted to know if I had named her I hadn’t. But he would. Trek Flex now all kitted out Thanks to the […] Read More
After stopping in at a cool vintage store And chatting with a couple of very hip Main Street dudes My Barbies found a new home. When the duo told me they had a Barbie vignette wall in their home I knew it was okay to let go, release, surrender my […] Read More
Grey days, aging out Painting away My Cruella streak Committing chemical violations It’s a vanity affair. Free verse. Based on Hair Dye Brushes.
I’m facing Phase 2 Daunting and dirty work Throwing out pieces of me Emotions rising, as I stretch up Reaching for the next dusty bin Piled high, teetering, risking a total collapse This giant Jenga game is jamming me up I comb through precious memories My hands blackened with grime […] Read More
A flour sack stack Rainbow colours overflow Dusting to ragtime Haiku, based on Tea Towels.