Flesh of my chest – chosen – cleaved In an eye I was seen – desired – deserted Dreams fractured – kaleidoscopic – confusion Reigns, god saves – salves – rubbed into backs Alone in other hands – handsome – beauty Bedecked and bedazzled – ornaments – arranged In my eye she was seen –…
Le festibière d’hiver … the Winter BeerFest
So, a week late isn’t too late, right? As you may have recalled from a few posts leading up to it, January 24-26 was Le festibière d’hiver … the Winter BeerFest. This was Gatineau’s follow up to their inaugaral winter event a year ago which I didn’t find out about until too late. This year,…
The Evil Garlic Press
Imagine Freddy Krueger with rusty garden rakes for fingers instead of razor sharp blades. Better yet, think of his wrists ending in old-fashioned meat grinders. He approaches you menacingly as you stand there perplexed wondering how he’s going to do you in with these useless tools attached to his arms, daring you to put your…
Caught Within Your Thoughts
Thoughts fly and surround — embrace — kiss Weaving tapestries of vision — passionate — enduring Threads that bind and unite — envie — manquer I survive amidst exotic escapes — erotic — expanded Knowing that My love is — waits — wants True and lasting as your beauty — soft — powerful A sunrise…
My CSA Challenge
From dizzying back to the future ride of the last post, we go back to the future-past: aka the Prequel. This post promises to be sweet … or forecast the sweet experiments that will follow in my CSA Challenge. Alas, after work yesterday, I picked up my last CSA share for the season (small tears…
My CSA Confession
From backstory, I turn to prequel — so for those easily prone to nausea induced by sudden turns, I apologise. But before the prequel, more of the backstory … I mentioned in my last post my introduction to Community Shared Agriculture (CSA). I’ve also heard previous mention of the ‘S’ standing for “Supported” which I…
Wishes of You
I tire I linger I want for a sight of you … I blink I stare I desire for the presence of you … I drift I return I dream for the touch of you … I sigh I pause I crave for the scent of you … I seek I strain I yearn for…
So it begins …
For me, the essence of life is taking a breath and feeling my lungs fill, my ribs expand, and the skin grows taut. It is knowing that in that instant, the world is part of me and, when I exhale, that I am part of it. It is about partaking in all aspects of life…
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