Dark Sentiments Season 9 — Day 11: Willie and the Bear

| October 11, 2018

“Tare” is the weight of an empty vessel. That should be all you need to know to understand the intent of its use here. Weighing Out the Tare By LFM As day begins, the Warrior doth lay his weapons out, Then, unaccoutred, stands he there, whilst cleansing soul of doubt. His code, his tools, he […]

Dark Sentiments Season 9 — Day 6: The Ravens

| October 6, 2018

“I have always felt a comradeship with Ravens and Crows, and fortunately for me, the feeling appears to be reciprocated.” ~ The Strange Case of the Caller at the Library Window You may recall that I feel compelled to write about Ravens and Crows periodically. For example, there’s A Choir of Crows, The Strange Case […]

Dark Sentiments Season 9 — Day 4: Anxiety

| October 4, 2018

Anxiety, like feeling stressed, depression, anger, boyhood, and a plethora of other ordinary human conditions and responses to the tides of Life, has been deemed in this age of ours “not wanted on voyage” and thus consigned to the lists of treatable pathologies. In the old days, by which term I have come to refer […]

Dark Sentiments Season 9 — Day 2: You Can’t Push on a String

| October 2, 2018

My first year Physics Professor, the Esteemed Dr, Ernest Guptill who died tragically in a boating accident on 20 March 1976, used to say that you only had to know two things to earn a PhD in Physics: That Force equals Mass times Acceleration; and You can’t push on a string. I’m constantly astonished at […]

How Cloying

| September 22, 2018

I had cause to use the word “cloying” today in a poem I’m working on. You’ll notice I didn’t say “writing” because that would imply some level of control. My intention was to convey the conventional meaning as defined by Oxford, that being an influence that will, “Disgust or sicken (someone) with an excess of […]

Ode to a Discerning Shitter

| September 16, 2018

The LFM Clan includes five Dogs, and of those, our Australian Shepherd Bruce is the most discriminating in the where and when of his every excretory deposit. We are not alone in this. I have previously described Silvia Jay as a, “… deservedly respected Dog behaviour consultant, and tenured member of our extremely short list […]

Knock Knock

| March 4, 2018

Knock Knock By LFM Our foe believed his camp well hid, But OPSEC, his was slack. We knew exactly where it was And gave his bivouac.

Ode to an Anthem

| February 26, 2018

If you ain’t from around here, you probably won’t know how many tweaks and revisions the national anthem of Canada — O Canada — has undergone since it was first performed, as a French poem set to music, on 24 June 1880. As with any popular patriotic song, it went through a series of translations, […]

Mud, Rightly Considered

| January 14, 2018

Our title today paraphrases G. K. Chesterton’s observation that, “An adventure is only an inconvenience rightly considered. An inconvenience is only an adventure wrongly considered.” The poem was inspired by a combination of current meteorological realities here in Nova Scotia, and some reading I’ve been doing on daily life of British and Commonwealth soldiers in […]

A Long Winter’s Night — 2017 Edition: Day 9

| December 29, 2017

The Fire Without and the Fire Within By LFM It’s only just started, but coming to pass Is a Winter as cold as a well digger’s ass. Yet it’s still not extreme if the truth’s to be told, For it used to be worse, just go ask someone old. Its fury brings failures of power […]