#canadianpoet
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Butterfly Flew West
by Michael Plante She was chasing the sunshine of her youthher fashionable colors and markings designed to hold unsuspecting eyescould draw the stoutest of men to danceand dance they did. “My curse is that I’m color-blind,” she said. Somewhere on… Continue reading
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Shadows of The Heart
by Michael Plante Green Grassclear skyno past to let go ofno future to worry aboutjust my lover and I. 20 worn fingers that time has blessedgrey hair and soft wrinkleslaugh-lines that define a life well livedmemories make the best smilesin… Continue reading
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Nightmare Of A Different Perspective
by Michael Plante I was impressionable;a young mind with a strong spiritdetermined and bull-headed.I was third born in a tribe of threesmall by statute, fragile,yet never one to back down from a fight. The hardest luck is bad luckyet it… Continue reading
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Dusk’s Request
by Michael Plante I asked the Creator for a strand of his hairI asked the crow for a featherI asked the tree of life for a branchI asked the ground for her gems.Songs of peace that I learned so long… Continue reading
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Fruition’s Fruit
by Michael Plante A poet walks into the darknessharvesting their thoughtstoiling in the mind’s reclusea labor of love reduced to words.We spit on the consumer’s marketa $1.99 a pound;for the poorer a poet the greater their work. Planted seeds of… Continue reading
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