As the dark clouds swirled, the forest gnomes busied themselves. For since time recorded, they have been tasked with waking Father Winter. Jimmy's task was to bring the sugary treats this year.  At first light, the ten gnomes gathered their belonging and waited for Jimmy.  Jimmy, with a smile as large as the valley below, arrived.  He was out of breath due to his running back from the humans' bakery in the valley.  With p...

In my dreams. I am in your arms. Holding me. Quieting me. Saving me. Healing my broken heart. Teaching me. To love again. Your divine love. Humbles me. You are my Angel. Sent from above. I choose love.  

We all have sat in our history classes as children. and studied and read about D-Day. June 6th  1944.To honour the ones that climbed into their landing crafts, rode across the channel to drop behind enemy lines, and ferried troops and equipment ashore.  Images that have been burned into my soul.  Here is a short  story to read    As the weather broke on June 5th, we mustered with our complete gear.  Standing in line we al...

I took the Bristish steel On Bunker Hill. I sent grape shot On Lake Erie.  I fixed bayonets  On Little Round Top. I felt the knife At Greasy Grass. I moved up the hill Bully Boys all. I bled red Feeding poppy fields.  I swatted mosquitoes On the deck of Yorktown. I froze white At the reservoir. I rode a green horse Over the lush jungle. I drove though The hot sandbox. I am an American Soldier.     

Tell me your fears So I can relieve them. Tell me your pains So I can ease them. Tell me your doubts So I may wash them away. Tell me your dreams So I may fulfill them. Tell me your fantasies So we can live them. Show me your heart So I can love you. Open your soul So I may reside there.   I love you. Like no one has.    

When we were young children, our grandfather would takes us to camp. As we sat cross-legged around the evening fire, he started his tale of our past. Slowly he poked the fire, sending embers floating into the sky.    We waited for Grandfather to continue, restless on our colourful native blankets. He started again, telling one of my favorite stories: how we gained our family totem. The tale is based on our great-grandfath...

At the age of nine, lying in the children's ward. Rheumatic fever, burning though me. Nuns and Doctors come and go, tending a full ward of eight boys. Across from me lay a new boy, no more than five years old. Sadly for he had survived, his family fire. All day long crying between moans, begging for his mother. Nuns being quiet but still they knew, he would be with his mother tonight. Waking up to chaos, Doctors, Nuns and...

Sun-dried mud on youthful faces. Waiting for the shrill sound of whistles. Rolling thunder, foot by foot. Sending earth tossed to heaven. Drips of crimson foam splash mates, along the trench lines. Orders barked with the shrill whistles. "Over the top boys!" Being met with rat a tat from the bloody Hun guns. O what a grand sight as the Black Watch moved. Once more the youth of Britain fed, the Fields of Flanders. We the p...

Ever since man looked to the heavens, they have tried to understand the mysteries that surround them. To make sense of the unknown and to label the mysteries. Look to the heavens and you shall see Sirius, the brightest night star. But to me the brightest star is you.  Yes for you are my pillar and my celestial guide. My Nephi you became my Angel. When I stumble with my day to day life, I stop during the darkest part of ni...

My dearest Lady HonourWith the wreaths of laurel in your hairShow me the cards that you hold so close to your chestTell me your secrets so that I may know you all the betterLet me show you how, where other men have failed and fallen by the waysideMy dearest honourable maidenMy sweetest Lady CharityWith the basket full of fanciesShow me the generosity that others have failed to unlock Tell me how kind you are so that I may...

Spellbound by your entireness, Your mind and its eminence; This canticle is your spell. Your musings are, the music, Your voice is, the melody, Your touch is, our tempo. The canticle embraces Our promise to honour Our sanguine union. A long sultry kiss; A warm tingling note Lingers on our lips. Acquiesce completely, Desirous bodies dance Into Symphony ascension. A whispered chorus Of wondrous harmony Ignites a crescendo....

BadgeIt was a blustery day in March.A northern snow storm dumped 6 inches of fresh snow.Waking up to a chilly room, the Sheriff set about to light a fire.He heard the soft singing from the kitchen, and the shrill sound of teaHis wife Maggie of six wonderful years making breakfast for the three of them..Dressing in the mirror, he watches this older graying man pin on a badge.Nothing different this morning from the rest. Li...

Open Letter To My Soul Matebless you never ever doubt your warrior blood my princess you are warrior strong as rivers run underground in the desert your warrior blood so does flow lest someone chases your cubs or wags their tongue about family watch as your warrior blood surges to the top warrior blood shall be felt and seen humbling all before you my princess bless your warrior blood as you bless your warrior ancestors h...