Paradoxical

October 3, 2019.Reading time 2 minutes.

Fear and intimidation formed the basis of his power. To this day I tremble, afraid I’ve misstepped – parked the car wrong, forgot to close the door properly, or spoken out of turn. My father was a hand grenade with the pin perpetually pulled. He was also motivational, citing the works of Carnegie, Peale, Gibran, […]

The Father I Miss

March 23, 2019.Reading time 3 minutes.

Father abhorred laziness. “The idle mind is the Devil’s playground!” he’d say. Or: “What are you trying to do; win the horizontal championship?” Well, I’m the horizontal champion now, thanks to illness. Wonder what he’d say about that? Still, I’m not lazy. To my face he was hardcore, unless he was soppy drunk, then the […]

When We Meet In Heaven, Daughter (A Response)

August 15, 2018.Reading time 1 minute.

I’ll be waiting for you in Heaven, daughter, although the roles we played in life have no bearing here – only souls congregating in spiritual reflection. Still the ties that bound us will be vivid, your mind, no doubt reeling in transition, the turmoil of earthly incarnation still buzzing in emotional swirls. I’ve had the […]

Life With Father

June 29, 2018.Reading time 4 minutes.

“Whatever it is we need to learn from each other, I say let’s do it now, so we don’t have to come back and repeat it,” I told my father once during a period in which I was exploring the concept of reincarnation. I imagine he lowered his chin and looked over his spectacles at […]

On the Anniversary of Your Death

December 23, 2017.Reading time 4 minutes.

I write to you often. Does earthly mail even translate into the afterlife, I wonder. The distance between us, I find, only leaves me with more questions. Perhaps this is the byproduct of objectivity. It’s been twelve years, Dad, and so many things have changed, and yet, still the after shocks of your presence continue. […]

On the Anniversary of My Father’s Death

December 24, 2016.Reading time 3 minutes.

Dear Dad, We all gathered together last night at D’s and were reminiscing about your death. It’s been ten years, and funny how we all remember it differently. I say ‘all’ but really there was just D and I, her two sons, and my middle daughter and family. Our family has dwindled away to nothing. […]

Violence Has No Justification

November 15, 2016.Reading time 5 minutes.

The tall, lanky man my sister brought home was not unlike my father: both British, with startling blue eyes, a dark mop of hair, and a rakish grin. Before anyone could introduce them, my father reached out his hand, grasped the younger man’s in a death grip, and stared straight into his eyes. “I’ll trust […]

My Father Liz

March 23, 2016.Reading time 4 minutes.

I have been watching TransParent and I Am Cait with the sort of fascination of someone who has lived the experience – not from the transgendered male’s perspective, but as a daughter. Unfortunately, my father died before Caitlyn Jenner won her award, or education about gender orientation and sexual orientation were readily available. Tragically, when […]

Orange

I am orangefiery asa sunsetbright asan Autumnleaf –brilliant in the waninghours. (Art my own)

Tragedy (tanka)

Melancoly drags –one young lovelorn foot stuck inregret’s muddy path –ignores what is near, mistakeswhat if for what is. Tragic. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter. Image my own)

Cheer For Spring

Cheer growth –beneath a heavy cloud coverCanada goose passesoverhead, while Iwander Wander –behind a veil of rainy greylens poised to capture life –swallows swoop andrise up Rise up –over rushing waters, branch high,blackbirds huddle, demand my attention –focus Focus –reveals newness: buds breaking through,colours promising thatchilly winds disperse,cheer growth Cheer growth –behind a veil of […]