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As Canadian as hockey,
Beer or maple syrup and 
More than a donut shop,
A deli or a café, 
Tim Horton’s is
A commons.

Where tired people
Slide into seats
Then loudly sigh.
The vinyl is still
Warm, thanks to 
The last customer.

Some chat or
Argue about the weather.

Two meet, a first date,
Eyeball a couple having a spat
Across the restaurant,
Then nervously eat soup,
Over crumble their crackers,
Choose to say nothing.

A student works on her thesis,
Her laptop perched on the
Small table beside a 
Forgotten bagel. 

A man, about eighty,
Flirts with a younger woman
In her seventies.

Others read newspapers,
Circle want ads,
Read obits out loud,
Share comics.

We gather here
Before church and
After funerals,
During rain squalls
And snowstorms.

It’s open
24 hours a day,
7 days a week.

I once saw a groom
Snazzy in his tux
Stop for a double-double.

You can easily find one.
I counted four
In a five minute drive,
Some are within
Walking distance to 
Each other.

They are in hospitals.

A woman, empty-eyed
Faces a black 2 a.m. window.
That paper cup she’s holding
Is filled with tea and shock
Both grow cold 
In her even colder hand
While in the seat
Across from her
A new dad beams
As he gobbles
Tim Bits.

Canadian soldiers
In Kandahar cheered
When Tim Hortons
Set up shop on 
Their base.

For them,
For us,
It is the taste
Of home.


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Inukshuk- Symbol of the Canadian North

They stand tall like a monument, the wayfarer’s journey guide Rough stones shaped into human form, the meaning to unhide, Inuits first carefully piled these stones, the meaning becomes clear, Traditionally “you are on the right path” or “someone was here”. These unworked stones were used for survival and a method to communicate, Mountain passages or an open channel, the stone placement was your fate. A cache of food was near an Inukshuk without arms or one with anthers attached, For the lost hunter in the Arctic, their beckoning and comfort was unmatched. These rocks are used for navigation, the right direction to select, They can also signify a memorial, a quiet place of respect, Or mark where the spirits abide or where the fish can be found, Think- the amount of information provided, without uttering a sound. Winter 2010, in Vancouver, it became the official Olympic mascot, “In the likeness of a human” is the modern meaning, now it’s thought. I am no expert on these stones but driving northward, I keep a watchful look, And respect the stone monument there to welcome you, the Inuit Inukshuk Written July 30, 2011 For “Stoned Contest” Sponsor Catie Lindsey

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A Canadian Winter

A down day I'm having They are certainly rare No real reason Not very happy I declare Just one of those day The approach of the cold Could it be winter Could be I suppose Each year round this time I'm afflicted by this The on come of winter The warmth I will miss I'm aware of the seasons Three are okay The fourth old man winter Wish would just go away Sure must be speaking For most Canucks Maybe a mild winter We'll have with some luck Who am I kidding It's in Canada I reside Mild pertains to cheddar Not the temperature outside © Jack Ellison 2013 Got dumped on last night... about 4 or 5 inches!!!

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Haiku Canadian Geese II

canadian geese gleaning plowed cotton field.. last meal before roost

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Another Canadian Winter

My window is like a microcosm
Of the great big world out there
Always changing, always in flux
Autumn is in the air

A forerunner of that nasty season
With it's cold and icy winds
Must endure another cruel winter
Icicles dangling from my chin

Would I move to a warmer climate
Should the opportunity arise?
You can bet your sweet bippy I would
In a heartbeat, look into my eyes

Does it look like I'm trying to jazz you
Even reserving a great big kiss
For a P-Soup friend who'll take me in
But it's gotta be warmer than this

I will consider all generous offers
The decision of this judge will be final
Prefer a winner from the opposite sex
Otherwise my offer's unconditional

My window is like a microcosm
Of the great big world out there
Almost forgot to mention the bonus
I've got long flowing flaxen hair!

© Jack Ellison 2012

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For the Canadian Police

How do I express my love for you all - a love that is stronger than tropical storm. A 
fury that will never stop feuding because of the depth of our love that is spoken 
between our hearts. A bond that will never be broken because we are bound by 
love that is deeper and stronger than a tornado storm. Faith has brought us 
together which is destine forever. A love that will never be interrupted by life's 
challenges because our love is bound by a never-ending phrase of our hearts.

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The Canadian Rubber Factory

I got told a joke this morning 
It really made me smile
So I thought I would share it on poetry soup
But in my own unique poetry style

A lady went to the dentist
She sat in the dentist’s chair
She was feeling really nervous
She wished she wasn’t there

The dentist thought he would put her at ease
As he put on his rubber gloves
He told her a little fictional story
Of a Canadian rubber glove factory

Into vats of latex the employees dip their hands
Big hands, medium hands and small, all the workers think its grand
They peel them off when they are dry
And into labelled boxes the rubber gloves lie

The dentist works on her teeth for a while
The lady doesn’t move or crack a smile
Finally the dentistry work is complete
The old lady arises from her seat

She gets on her coat and pays her bill
There is something on her mind still….. 
Do they use male staff to produce condoms in a similar way?
The dentist laughed and said have a nice day

Jan Allison
25th April 2014