Montral Summer
Not-cold,
the landscape of Montreal
is slathered in sun
and covered in green
leaves, grass.
Bikes wheel
near Lafontaine park
as their owners
pedal on snow less streets.
Children play harder
as school draws closer
wringing everything they can
out of each day.
Terraces are well used
as patrons fully take advantage
of outside freedom and sun together;
a caffeine buzz emanates from the terraces
underlying the buzz on conversation
as Montrealers enjoy summer.
Her
Two of my favourite Montreal restaurants
are
Le Tausteur and
L’Enchanter.
A friend suggested to me
i like these two
because ‘her’ can be heard
when you say the words.
Hmm, i think to myself,
i like that.
Its like she is near,
the her i am searching for,
waiting to be found,
hiding even in the names of
where i like to eat.
Yellow Boots
I park walk
enjoying spring
mildness
as I pass by greys, browns, muddy greens.
As i eye the park
Yellow Boots comes into view
lighting the whole landscape up.
Her boots whispering spring is here,
yellow rudder made up of
daffodils and spring sun.
A Bit of Spring
What is this warmth doing
in February?
It’s wonderful, that’s what it is.
It’s joy and laughter joined.
It’s a Spring rehearsal.
I walk,
soak in the mildness,
enjoy the lack of need for winter cloths.
This is amazing,
my soul shouts;
the words make joy my bodies main component
as I walk through Parc Lafontaine.
December 13th
On the 13th day of Christmas
I traveled
to Montreal’s west island;
on this day,
the peace is wonderfully too much,
the slowness jarring.
Snow and
iced trees
line the way,
covered in sunlight;
the river, now to our right,
beautifully white and empty.
Hurriedness
is not here.
