banff poetry

Hot Cross Buns


Snow sounds swish underfoot

Slip slide swoosh shy

Away from underbrush

Twigs and twisted traces of

Land beneath this winter blanket

My snowboard ploughs through powder

Making white icing strips on

Hot-cross buns of grey rock

Wishing the world a silent night

A holy Christmas on top of

This lowly mountain



The Fight


Serendipitous, I sit

The wind a perilous presence in this land of cold

From my perch on white chocolate rock

I see the world from the viewpoint of God

See the trees as jagged bristles poking up from a head of powder

See the people as little Lego figurines

Scaling snow-creased walls as if to conquer the world

In a land without war

In a land bored with peace

We do what we can to fight our carnal selves

By challenging nature to a battle

It never agreed to

And will ultimately lose



Winter’s Wail


Their feet leave invisible prints on slippery sidewalks

Their faces, imprints upon my mind

Smooth flushed faces

Their frosted hairs braced against winter’s wail,

Eyes flashing bright with life

Legs moving swiftly as if in a race against time

Denying the undeniable cold

Fostering an inhuman need for warmth

A need fuelled by oil and gas companies

Whose hearts are frozen shut by the slimy fingers of

Cold hard cash


(poems written from a coffeeshop in banff)dscn0539



  1. December 30, 2008 at 7:11 pm

    Merry Christmas and Blessed New Year from the Ontario part of the world to you there taking to the mountains in the west…

    All’s grace,

  2. Auntie D said,

    January 3, 2009 at 6:13 pm

    What a lovely picture !!
    I remember well the days of down hill skiing and the beauty of creation in the mountains. How exilarating it was !!
    Enjoy these times of excitement and loveliness as you celebrate life together as a couple.
    We love you.

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