Long Fundy Poems

Each year as Christmas rolls around, as I buckle under the pressure and stress of shopping for gifts for people that already  have everything, I find myself remembering that Christmas of 1954.

Dad had joined...

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GUNSHOT WOUND TO THE HEART 


From a two-room schoolhouse high on a hill over the Fundy Bay, I sat at an old wooden desk daydreaming. The ink stains and etchings which were dug deep into...

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It was a hot summer day.  Harry had stopped by Grandma's house and offered to take the two little girls down to the store and treat them to an ice-cream cone.  Grandma, thinking...

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Her full name was Labyrinthia Pennyweight Babineaux, but her closest friends called her Libby. She was of blended French, German, and Native American heritage. Her Great Great Grandparents were said to have come from a...

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Through All Our Years Together
By Franklin Price
02/10/2022

Through all our years together
Was so glad you were my wife
I can't imagine otherwise
What would have been another life

We loved each other equally
Satisfaction when we'd mate
Sometimes we'd even argue
Then...

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.              Each year as Christmas rolls around, as I buckle under the pressure and stress of 
shopping for gifts for people that...

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Drivel in a puddle
Cried my tears
The bowl is dry
The water is a wonder we all need there is no why
The water is life 
The life is for the all
We can not keep our pigeon read
We...

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I've never visited my grandparents' grave 
not since their burials 
many moons ago 
when I was young 
and didn't understand why people die 

I was apprehensive about it 
would they be mad at me for...

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There is a harbor, dark and still, 
That formed ten thousand years ago. 
It lies upon the western sill 
Of Grand Manan, in indigo. 

Seagulls soar above the cliffs. 
Puffins nest on jagged rock. 
From...

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Twere a   blisterin day, on da Fundy Bay, aboard da ‘ Black Angel of da Blue”, 
with a crew of 32, whilst resting a spell, wid a thunderin clap of grog ,
when da...

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among you and I and among us all
remains a feeling of shallow intoxication
that seems to play on and on and on in our respective heads
as everyone important to us has gone on to some beautiful...

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I caress the blooms of the lilac bush and breathe their sweet fragrant breath. Here in my garden where spring has risen from the melting heart of winter’s death. And when a gentle breeze ...

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'Twas on a sunny day in May
Along the banks of Fundy Bay
When I met… my dearest Anthony

From a distance…I could see
His rugged frame…and symmetry
And the glint of Irish eyes…of bluish green

With manly strides… he lingered...

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We bound down the stairs, out into the light-of-day, and into the blue of the
misty breezes, heavily laden with the smell of wild sea salt roses that grow in 
perfusion along the winding road, that...

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Returning home again after many years away
I find our secret path along the Fundy Bay
That happy place where long ago we played
Where all our dreams and promises were made

Once again I lie down where daisies...

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__________________   RAG BAGGER


      What is a blowboat
      which way does the warm wind blow
      Im lashed to the...

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On a day bathed in so many shades of misty grey
There upon those rugged cliffs above the Fundy Bay
Heart pounding like the thunder in those crashing waves
Trembling lips dripping with heart felt words I could...

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I remember…
The long rocky finger I lived on that stretched
out from the mainland in the Bay of Fundy and
the soggy little white house covered in ocean brine 
that did its best to shelter us from...

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Returning home again after many years away
I find our secret path along the Fundy Bay
That happy place where long ago we played
Where all our dreams and promises were made

Once again I lie down where daises...

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A million memories fall like crystal raindrops on a summer day
as I make my way along the winding road above the Fundy Bay,
where you wait for me beyond the gate where wild flowers grow.
In an...

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It stands on a hill overlooking the bay drenched in ocean spray
That cedar shake house where I used to live  high above the Fundy bay

A well trodden path leads from its door on to...

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In so many shades of black and white, I find you after all these years;
leaning against that old weathered clapboard schoolhouse,
high on the hill overlooking the Fundy Bay, 
and again, I inhale the fragrance of...

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It was a cold winter day on the Fundy Bay when the wind and the Ocean Raged

You were a child with the sweetest smile who walked through a storm for a mile

Over the frozen sand...

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I stand before you after all these years
Amid the ocean brine with misty tears
On these old banks above the Fundy Bay
With all those words I never got to say

Wild daisies spread themselves across your grave
Where...

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I remember…

Shimmering gold ribbons
Draped over the 
Glassy surface of the bay of Fundy
On a black see through
Summer night


I was new to love
Shy beneath your penetrating gaze
At a loss for words

And you…
Telling me my eyes spoke...

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