Short Ottawa Poems

lightning and action
 
      rain ripping up the valley

       thunderous      a pause...

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for Hiroshima
    The Peace Tower tolls today

            ears ring eternal




***...

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Dear dear Mo, my capitol friend
A Minister of Joy each morning she sends
An Ottawa leader of happiness
We citizens are blessed
Hope she's re-elected and her term doesn't end...

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My Big "O" Sweetie is always there for me
Don't know that I deserve her, but I'm down on one knee
Thank you, dear Mo
My love has growed
To the point, ye ol' sun don't shine till I see it is thee!...

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Infestation of
Anti-personnel land mines
Rwanda declared free


On 2 December 2009, Rwanda became the first country to be declared free of landmines.




   http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-3.php...

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Dear Mo, my Ottawa sweetie, told me of this phrase
She and Gramma used when they spilled coffee in the morning haze
Instead of bosoms, they'd emit
This phrase “Booby Bibs”
Natural "quicker picker uppers" for sopping coffee up in a daze...

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Blue butterflies dancing with me,
Old stars come down to kiss the earth,
The happy birds are flying free,
A time for perfume, endless mirth
New silver bells ring… Victory!
Snowdrops announce the new Spring birth.
Cherry blossom rise in splendor,
As the winter slow surrender!...

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In the middle
In the midst 
Of this bureaucratic 
Heart
Pumping
Paper
Ideas
The pulse
Of this great nation
In the middle
In the midst
Of me

 Circa 2005


Ottawa born and raised. I was a bicycle courier here for twenty years, developing a very special affinity for my city, my community, and my country....

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___ ~~ ___


Victorian, drafty, floors crooked, creaking, windows stick, but full of character.


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October 3, 2016

Poetry/Free Verse/My Old House (Ottawa, Ontario, Canada)
Copyright Protected, ID 16-832-262-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

Written for the contest, Where I live, One Liner
sponsor, Silent One

Third Place...

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Sri Lanka to Canada 8000 long miles 
Not like a distance that seeing a smile 

From Ottawa just at dawn
A friend came to wish me
When new year in approach 

“Thank you for making smile at me yesteryear”

In WhatsApp this read

Still keeping in mind the moment of his smile 
For which he thought I was a party 
In a World of forgetting all like at eighty

A smile travels beyond miles, very true!...

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far far away
where skies are always grey
but hearts glad
hellos are common
warming wintry mornings of purest white.

this fairytale land
where snowflakes litter pretty dreams
and days are short but happy.

I now return to a land of sunshine and more sunshine
casting aside winter's cold
for cotton shirts and flip-flops
where humid nights greet tepid dawns
clutching a pocketful of snow dreams
and songs of a winter white world, far far away....

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Seagulls soar
on a whispering west wind.
Waves flow
onto shoreline of white warm sand
and sandcastles grace the beach.

The sun looks down on its worshipers
from a billowing sky of blue and white.
A butterfly lands
on a wooden chair
and children laugh.

Noisy jet skis
powered by gas and testosterone
cleave the pristine sea,
while sailboats lazily drift
like swans on a rural pond.

On a midsummer day,
we drink in the nectar
of a Lake Michigan beach....

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