Original poetry by our readers!
By Tena Ens, Warman, Sask. Recall the old country store, With the rough, pine board floor? Penny candies in colourful jars, Crackerjack and liquorice bars. Pickles and crackers in barrels [continue…]
By Hazel Miskew, Viking, Alta. Never a cloudy day But the sunshine will follow, Never a shattered plan But a solution comes tomorrow. Never a windy hillside But the other [continue…]
By Lawrence Zelionka, Redvers, Sask. Japan has very nearly been destroyed, By an event they could not avoid. A disastrous nine point two earthquake, That caused the entire country to [continue…]
By Lloyd Johnson, Penticton, B.C. Now the other night I had a nightmare, I had the most horrible dream. See, I dreamt my range flooded over And my calves got all [continue…]
By Art Klassen – Newton Siding, Man. To those of you raised on a farm so many years ago Will remember that things then were done a lot more slow. [continue…]
By Rebecca Carpenter – Courtenay, B.C. The moon was slowly rising to its throne up in the sky Casting its shimmering rays of light for every passerby Reflecting on the [continue…]
By Annie Zamonsky – North Battleford, Sask. Was the 18th of January And all through the night My husband and I tossed and turned Oh, what a night Were we [continue…]
By Kelli Smith (Submitted by her parents Fred & Thelma Kirtzinger of Creston, B.C.) Two little babies, born only miles apart. Connected together right from the start. Two families were [continue…]
By Leo Hawes – Regina, Sask. You cannot gain a thing By throwing things away Or keeping locked inside The tensions of the day. Let it out and say your [continue…]
By June Hudy – Paradise Hill, Sask. There is no way in this world We can measure the value of a friend; Because to say we can measure it Would [continue…]
By Anne Lindgren – Camrose, Alta. Boxes invade my privacy… They probe and jab and point. I am surrounded by boxes That are full, empty and closed. Windows scream for [continue…]
By Janet Leclaire – Kelowna, B.C. The old vacant farmhouse With an aging, tired look All weathered and beaten Destroyed by the environment. The vacant house is still standing With [continue…]
By Gladi McMurtry – Saskatoon, Sask. I met a man today, Whose wife died with dementia, He told me just how hard it was to see He wondered if her [continue…]
By Frieda-Marie Elias – Swift Current, Sask. A diamond Mixed with dirt In a kimberlite Is shaken out –– It is washed It is cut It is ground It is [continue…]
By Les Plomp – Dryden, Ont. Now the story is told of two lady friends Who took a Fehr bus trip For a nice time to spend, To see some [continue…]
By Ruth Arbour – Dryden, Ont. Sometimes we feel That time goes too slow or too fast And we know that good things Do not always last We all experience great [continue…]
By Lillian (Rafuse) (Reisinger) Crowe – Berwyn, Alta. He was only known as “little one” As he faithfully worked from sun to sun, Trudging thru’ every kind of day, Carrying [continue…]
By Donna Kucheraway – Mundare, Alta. Deep falling snow covered the long lane where the imprint of the sleigh had gone. Horse tracks cut deep into the snow. The pure [continue…]
By Bernice Douglas – Carnduff, Sask. Once upon a time When I was just a lad, I longed to be all grown up And work beside my dad. He had [continue…]
By Theresa Brassard – Prince Albert, Sask. As you walk along the streets each day You see many kinds of people For some are short and some are tall And [continue…]
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