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When You See It
Michael Plante When you see a child sitting outside their house a tear in their eye and smudge dirt on their cheeks;a woman screams from within and the sound of breaking furniture; you understand that it’s not any of your… Continue reading
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Pleasant Memories
Prologue to Pleasant Memories Behind the building where I grew up was a small wooded area with a creek. Beside that wooded area was a field with a small apple orchard and walkway to a cul-de-sac. On the east side… Continue reading
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Sunsets
by Michael Plante The only faith I have leftis my wife’s love for me and the sunset of today.For both have been with me for many yearsand have never diminished. My pride is that I took the timeto hold my… Continue reading
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Stop Lying To People and Read A Book
by Michael Plante “There was no genocide. Stop lying to people and read a book. The Holocaust was a genocide. Get off Twitter and learn more about the world.” – Aaron Gunn. If you feel more comfortable calling it Cultural… Continue reading
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There’s A Chill
by Michael Plante There’s a chill that creeps up your backwhen the full moon risesand the mist hovers over the hills of Carolina.In the old tin shed a candle is litand placed in the window to ward off the ill.“Never… Continue reading
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For A Good Life We May Have To Weaken
by Michael Plante Pretty much every Canadian is touched by The Tragically Hip. To this day many still feel the loss of Gord Downie, lead singer and lyricist of the band, who passed away from brain cancer October 17 2017.… Continue reading
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Moon River Run
by Michael Plante Moon river bay sleeps like an old manwhen the dead paddle by under the full moon.The spirits of our dead call out like a loon in the darkness“Remember us….remember….”Drifting ice melts awaya new shoreline is reveled.Our ancestors… Continue reading
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The Horse of Endurance
By Michael Plante I Conviction is a gift that rises each morning.For those of us that wake within the darknesswe stand in the pre-dawn to witness the eternal battlebetween the light and the dark.The Creator shows usour coming plight.To make… Continue reading
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The Infinite Maze
by Michael Plante We are rats in an infinite mazeseeking our cheese to satisfy our hungerbelieving the next corner will bring us closer to our goal.Sniffing the air for directionrubbing our eyes to remove the crud that has formed in… Continue reading
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The Cold Moon
by Michael Plante A square stone made of onyx sits on a shelf in my mind. It holds the cold moon of December. The shelf is in a closet which is in a room, a closed door keeps the closet… Continue reading
