The Poet's House

The Poet’s Creed

Light a match
blow the flickering embers
watch it as it grows
see the world catch fire
offer no excuse.

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  • Dead Poets Hang in The Night

    by Michael Plante Tethered by a noosethe poet awaitsholding dead flowers and a broken heart.His light extinguished and the binding of his life forever crackedthe noose is his only company. The stench of society putrid to him nowdistasteful indeed.Man is… Continue reading

  • Canadian Pride

    by Michael Plante It is not our wayto submit.We do our thingin our own wayin our own timeall for a greater cause. Do we collect the starsor do they entertain our minds?Or maybe we just see them as an extension?What… Continue reading

  • My Minneapolis

    The tide of hypocrisy rolls in and I become the shore.The lighthouse under the stars beckons a warning, “danger awaits”yet the tide continues;so firmly I must stand. The lighthouse keeper sounds the horn to those passing in the fog“beware…beware…be safe… Continue reading

  • I Come from The North

    I am Nanook.I was forged in the cold and the darkness of a barren land.In the arctic we live the hard way.We kill to survive.We survive to make lovein the barren land of the north. I know no pityand understand… Continue reading

  • Life Crafted

    by Michael Plante Can you see yourself floating on the seasin a little craft;waves lappingthe sun is shininga slight breeze brushes your cheeka cloud rolls by to say “Hello”and you laugh because it looks like a smile? At that moment… Continue reading

  • The Absence of Hate

    What is love but the absence of hate?a smile,a touch of human compassionspiritual existence with othersan open door for all to pass through? I prefer to smileto laugh and create moments that last forever.When I die, I want nothing more… Continue reading

  • Her Mystique

    by Michael Planter Blue tides….high watersoh my, she’s back againtake my hand…take my handtake me away from here…before I sink below her mystique. I’m losingdaylight disappearsblue tides…high watersI’ve sunk below her mystiquedrifting silently in the darkI can never go back.… Continue reading

  • Closing Your Eyes Forever

    Did you dance in the rainwhen the streetlights came onand thunder rolled across the land?When dreams were being gifted did you catch Nyx as she engulfed the world? Did you ride the tidal wave that consumes everythinggracing the stars with… Continue reading

  • Christmas Letter 2025

    The Canadian Spirit When the diminishing light has finally diedand cold has gripped the landscape;the first star will appearas frost forms upon the window. We Canadians take a breath of winter lifestepping upon fallen snow.The evening star lights our path… Continue reading

  • The Last Post

    The Last Post Where do we go from here?Now that those left have turned to rust and memory has falter.They weren’t wrong in their endeavors, nor short of will.They drew their intentions in the soil at Vimy Ridgewith blood of… Continue reading

Canadian Author Michael Plante was born and raised in Toronto, Canada.
He struggled with addiction for 25 years before getting sober in 2005.


Michael is a member of the Metis Nation of Ontario. An organization representing “the collective aspirations, rights and interests of Métis people and communities throughout Ontario”.
Michael is part of a fractured society that continues to work together to reunite as a whole. “Our identity is not defined by a governing body, it is defined by our heritage and or traditions”. As the Metis Nations across Canada grows and collects its people its leaders will continue to uphold these traditions fortifying their heritage into the next millennium and ensuring their rights as a distinct society.

Michael has been creatively writing for 20 years. As a means to combat the struggles with addiction he started creatively writing as a way to identify the issues pertaining to addiction. “The more I engaged the deeper I dug“. He found a passion and a new challenge that has brought him closer to his Creator. Now with his 4th book released he has come to the pinnacle of his writing career. “The challenge of writing isn’t the topic, it’s the manifestation of an idea from conception to birth, that is the intrigue”.

Michael now resides with his wife Cheryl in Kirkfield Ontario.

Contact Michael Plante @ thepoetshouse101@gmail.com