The Poet's House

#dreams

  • The Will

    by Michael Plante I will not step on flowersor beg the sun to come out on a cloudy day.I shall walk the path through the forestwhere no one has traveled before.If I shall be blinded by the darknessmy path will… Continue reading

  • Star Dust To Roses

    by Michael Plante She sleeps in metaphors of dying lightblind to the colours that forces the night.Dreaming of my arrival she awaitsas metaphors fall from the evening sky.Like shooting stars they disappearinto oblivion where lovers transform themfrom star dust to… Continue reading

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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