Long Saskatoon Poems

A legend tells of a place I know 
    where people feared to tread.
And if they did, they often disappeared 
    and the Natives feared them dead.
The Cree tell...

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I thought to myself. What an 
Odd feeling? Looking out at the
Crowd and thinking... they're 
Here to see me. I could certainly 
Pack a house. As a prairie boy
From Saskatoon... it doesn't get 
Any better....

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		        HERE COME THE SNOWBIRDS!
                       ...

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This poem was inspired by the interviews by Earl K. Pollon and S. S. Matheson conducted with native Sekanni peoples who were negatively effected by the flooding of their communal homelands by the building of...

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Dominik, I want you to 
Understand why your mom
Feels so light and free. 
I believe I have flown
Through life.

I remember flying from
The sheltered wings
Of my family as I flew
To Saskatoon Saskatchewan 
Thinking I would be...

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If I were a prisoner on death row
just hours away from execution
I would NOT order a meal of calamari with ratatouille,
filet mignon with truffles and Strawberry Sherbet.

I would reject a plate of Duck Liver Terrine...

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BUT   ESPECIALLY   EAST   LANSING


Cell phone with a woodywoodpecker ringtone;
Russian style  of guitar-playing with strummed beats;
Regina-Saskatoon red-eye with “collapsible” seats;
Getting a ticket for 2 minutes in a Lansing no-parking...

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Princess of the Prairie, with hair of golden flax,
smiling from a picture frame, looking through the cracks.
You grew up on a farm, not far from Saskatoon,
close to Joni Mitchell, under a harvest moon.
It was four...

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Amongst the purple
shadows in the early
light
Flocks of birds
taking ready for
flight
Sprinkles of colors
and various shades
of green
A place that remains
untouched and
unseen.

Water slowly
trickles along the
small creek
Where you find
pebbles and stones
so unique
Overhead the bird of
prey with eyes like
a hawk
Will...

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In the misty morning amid the elm and maple trees 
The whiteness delicately floats above the ponds waterline
The night hunters abandon their night search for food
As the early morning rays peek through the woodland.

The morning...

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I sat upon a rock one day, the rock it had a name.
Bromley was magnificent, but a mere rock, just the same.
The rock it sat within a creek, known only as the Snass
I rested for...

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There once was a man who loved rakes  
why pay when their there for the take    
as the leaves go pell-mell 
he shovels like hell 
then he rakes , and he...

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Hung on a brick wall the mummy looks spooky 
its Halloween time and her timing is fluky 
she prowls down the lane committing mutiny
hostile as a devil she breathes foul frumenty

Dried up like an old...

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Missy, Suave Donnie,
and sweet Suzi Q.
Saw a rock concert,
in Seventy-Two,
No need to bother.
it was the Guess-Who.
You heard of those Dude's
They Jammed Saskatoon.

Well, they had No Time,
To be Undun.
When American Woman,
Went number One.
And they ran out...

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