Wordless Wednessday: "Moon Beach"

Hello, it is Wordless Wednesday.  You can click on the link to get a list of the participants.


These are pictures of a beach that we call "Moon Beach" on Hornby Island, BC.

(c) Coreena McBurnie, 2011.

Wordless Wednessday: Spring Flowers

It is Wordless Wednesday.  You can click on the link to get a list of the participants.

These are spring flowers from my garden.


(c) Coreena McBurnie, 2011.

Wordless Wednessday

Hello, it is Wordless Wednesday.  You can click on the link to get a list of the participants.

Arbutus trees at Helliwell Park, Hornby Island, BC.

(c) Coreena McBurnie, 2011.

Wordless Wednessday

I'm trying something new today, Wordless Wednesday.  You can click on the link to get a list of the participants.  This photo is taken from the deck of our cabin on Hornby Island, BC.  You can see the eagle on the beach - so peaceful!

(c) Coreena McBurnie, 2011.

Weekend Poem Blog Hop: Recess

Weekend Poem in Your Blog Hop

Hosted by What She Read.

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Recess

The silent school,

The shadow of the institutional structure

Dominates the still playground

And concrete parking lot.

The bell rings,

Frankenstein's jolt of electricity,

Brings it to life.

Moments later

The doors fly open,

Exhaling breath.

Joyful children cascade outside,

Hopping, running, skipping,

Bursting from the school

That can no longer contain them,

Bursting with joy.

The unfettered feel of freedom and play,

The important part of school,

The only part remembered when asked at night

“How was your day?”

Laughing, chatting, excited yelling

Shatter the silence.

Games are organized,

Swings are swung on,

Balls are kicked.

There is movement, energy, and joy

In being alive, being together, being free.

My daughter after school.

I just wrote this poem yesterday.  I usually like to let them settle for a bit and come back to them, but thought I'd put this one out there anyway.  It will probably evolve a bit still, but here it is.  This poem is not anti school (hope it doesn't come off that way).  My kids love school and I know there is lots of activity inside.  But from my point of view as a parent waiting outside, I am always amazed at how kids burst out of school.  

Poem and photo (c) Coreena McBurnie, 2011.

Weekend Poem Blog Hop: Benjamin

Weekend Poem in Your Blog Hop

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Benjamin

This is a poem to my son, Benjamin,

Sometimes called Ben, or even Jamin,

We had no name for you when you were born,

So we called you Rowdy, because you were.

You are so lovely, beautiful and easygoing,

My darling boy with the rosebud lips

And the ready smile.

”Yes” is what you say,

You are always in,

Never missing a beat,

Especially if it involves balls or wheels.

You really are a sweet and likeable boy

I hope you stay connected

Learn to stick up for yourself,

Be comfortable in who you are always

Because you are perfect, amazing, wonderful,

Even if I don't tell you enough,

This is something you must take into your heart,

You are worthy and strong,

I am proud of you,

I love you and

Life loves you,

My darling boy,

You, my middle child, Benjamin, aged seven.

by Coreena McBurnie

I wrote this as part of a writing exercise and the idea was to copy the structure of another poem.  I know this week's theme was things you can't write a poem about, but I do like this topic!

 (c) Coreena McBurnie, 2010.

Beach Kitty, Weekend Poem Blog Hop

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Beach Kitty

Sneaking over the rocks,

Blending into the grass,

The four pound lioness

Sneaks

Stalks

Slinks towards its prey.

Slowly

Stopping here,

Hiding there

Silver tabby coat

Camouflaged in the rocks

And shadows.

Closer

Creeping

There it is

Pounce

Paw searching.

A small red shore crab

Hides under a rock.

Our beach kitty, Isis, on Hornby Island, BC.

(c) Coreena McBurnie, 2010.