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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 you can become anything you likego anywhere you wantspeak to anyone you please.Nothing dares to…
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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 than people saying “he created a better world for me”, and I don’t see anything…
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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. Blue tides and high watersnever to be seen againdrift away in the silencedrift away in…
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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 your fingertips?Were you extraordinary amongst the finest of peopleacknowledging there’s more to life than a…
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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 through sleeping maplesbringing us childhood memories. Skating upon the frozen pondin the heart of a…
