The Poet's House

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  • Clouds Rest

    by Michael Plante I’m an old man in a roomreminiscing in memories;the cheap cracked floral wallpaperand the smell of old peopleis certainly a reality I could do without. It is not death I wait forit is the warm summer windfrom… Continue reading

  • The Trickle-Down Effect

    by Michael Plante You can do anything.You are only limited by your own restrictions. Inhibitions disappear when the first step is taken. Confidence arrives and the incurred momentum forces you towards desired results. Once accomplished, a sense of pride is… Continue reading

  • Happy Canada Day

    by Michael Plante HAPPY CANADA DAY! What Real Freedom Is You’re not likely to walk into someone’s home and call it shit just because it doesn’t meet your standards. More than likely you’ll just get up and leave. So don’t… Continue reading

  • On Calm Waters

    by Michael Plante “Our journey together has drawn to its conclusion.I leave you here and surrender my vessel.By end of light and tomorrow’s new riseI enter the realm of death.What you carry will determine the depth of your wakeso be… Continue reading

  • 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