Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Spring by Vivaldi


Notes painted on ceramic
Those notes paint pictures
Vivaldi used his colour palette
Bows not brushes
To create a canvas
Of the story of spring
Sounds evoking nature
Spring is upon us

Spring played by Tafelmusik Baroque Orchestra

Here is Vivaldi's poem:

Springtime is upon us. 
The birds celebrate her return with festive song,
and murmuring streams are softly caressed by the breezes.
Thunderstorms, those heralds of Spring, roar, casting their dark mantle over heaven,
Then they die away to silence, and the birds take up their charming songs once more.

On the flower-strewn meadow, with leafy branches rustling overhead, the goat-herd sleeps, his faithful dog beside him.

Led by the festive sound of rustic bagpipes, nymphs and shepherds lightly dance beneath the brilliant canopy of spring.

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Sweet Spring Sounds

Yellow Bellied Sapsucker

Sweet sounds as the birds
Newly arrived
Sing their pleasure
At the warm spring day

A red-winged blackbird serenades
Its song returned from another tree
Back and forth they sing
A merry melody on my walk.

Tree SparrowI

My eyes flit from tree to tree
Trying to trace the source of the singing
Birders with long-lensed cameras
Share their knowledge identifying species


Soon nests will be built
As more new arrivals move in
Quacks and squawks join the songs
A chorus celebrating spring.



What is real
It is sometimes hard to tell
As imagined possibilities
Loom larger than life

Shadowy thoughts
Can consume us
While the realities
Seem murky

We need to see those shadows
For what they are

Learn to play with perhaps
Dance with the shadows
Spin them into positive prospects
New perspectives

Saturday, April 19, 2014


Sunny Yellow

These hardy flowers flourish
In early spring's chill
Their sunny disposition
Announces spring's arrival

It Starts

Spring is determined
Shoots push their way up
Through barely defrosted ground
With low growing flowers showing their faces


Scylla dances out of the garden
It loves to play outside the lines
First green on the winter matted grass
Spreading the joy of a new beginning

And so begin the rapid growth and changes
Spring sets in motion
As the plants awake
From their long winter sleep.

Friday, April 18, 2014

Eating Ethically


It's harder and harder
To eat with a clear conscience
Asparagus from Peru
Travels more than I do
And sucks the land dry
So the locals can't grow food

I read of chickens crammed in cages
Barely able to move their entire lives
Buy organic to assuage my guilt
Ethically treated animals
I like to think their lives
Were not so confined

And fish
So many endangered
by overfishing or poisoned
By man caused problems
mercury, pesticides
Environments destroyed
by trawling

Chocolate too
That essential of life
Harvested by children
Forced into labour
How does their despair
Flavour the end result

I try to walk gently on the earth
Fair Trade Organic
Ethical Farms Eat Local
Do I stray off this path
Most definitely
But life is not perfection
One can only try

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

The Battle


Winter and Spring are in a fight
Each wanting to dominate the city
Spring pulls Sun onto its team
Chasing away the snow and ice

Winter retaliates
With its icy winds
People huddle into their coats
Hats and scarves

Spring sends rains
Washing the city of signs of winter
Warning off Winter with thunder
And bolts of lightning

Winter rallies the north winds
To dust the city once again with snow
Flowers once opened
Close their petals to hold in warmth

But the sun is strong
It is gaining the upper hand
It looks like Spring
Will once again win the battle

Train Passing

Train Passing

Train passing
Full with commuters
Homeward bound at the end of day

Back and forth
Along the tracks
Starting at Lucien-L'Allier

Vendôme Dorval
Just some of the stops along the way

Trains passing
No matter the weather
Carrying passengers every day