Tuesday, April 19, 2016

A short, nameless poem about life and love

He wore his ingenuity

like a popcorn bracelet,
a clever and useless
re-imagining.

She wore her dignity
like a match book cover,
serving only to keep her
memories combustible.

They wore their love
like a purple heart,
a misguided symbol
that heals no pain.

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Love, Parenting and Hockey

A new post at TheCanuckWay in which I compare two of my great loves: Harold Snepsts and my children.

http://thecanuckway.com/2016/04/04/vancouver-canucks-how-to-guide-for-fans-part-3/

(No seriously, that's what I did).