
Monday, December 03, 2007

Monday, October 01, 2007

The following poem is dedicated to her.
SHE IS GONE
No more the velvet touch
soft and silky on my skin
her warmth in my lap
like warm red wine
mournful sax wails sounding like her voice
plaintive, questioning
but she is gone
I won’t hear her in the night, rustling
She won’t rest her head on my arm anymore.
Someday when the wind is licking at the clouds in the sky
I’ll smile and think of her
in the tall grass, crouching for bird or butterfly
but right now I cry, for she is gone.
Saturday, September 29, 2007

Portrait of the Artist as Creator
Not always white and stark beginnings, I like to create my own background in colour.
Sacred, creator, pulling worlds out of my head, my vision comes alive at my hand, I am the god of this wall.
Studied strokes form the criss-cross patterns
and as you stand back
the shape becomes apparent.
I have made hills and trees, prairies lush and green, paddocks and grazing horses, buildings and people,
times beyond my memory.
In my own epoch,
the world is made canvas, and I draw our dreams on it.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
I've decided to run a blog just for the election. All future election and campaign info will be posted there. Find it at: www.voteforbeverley.blogspot.com .
See you there!
Saturday, September 22, 2007
I want to keep this blog as for my activities in the arts but by now, most of you may have heard that I am running for a Lacombe Town Council seat. I hope you will leave your questions and comments on my blog. To my new visitors: Please comment or email me with your concerns. You can also get detailed information on issues and concerns by visiting my other blog, www.voteforbeverley.blogspot.com. Watch these spaces for updates and please get out and vote on October 15!
Monday, September 10, 2007
Just a quick note to let you know that I will be at Lacombe's Active Living Fair this Wednesday, September 12th at the new Lacombe Memorial Centre with my Art & Writing workshop information for this fall. If you want to find out more you'll just have to come out to the fair and see me. Come out and support your local organizations and see what they have to offer for your interests and recreation. Hope to see you there!
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Believe it or not, despite all the painting and busy time I still have a few moments to complete some new poetry. It is part of the book I am working on entitled "The Poetry Diet" and of course it is all fat free!
A FEAST OF FORESTS
The men eat the forests
mouths grinding with chainsaws
until centuries of tree life become mythology,
furniture and building supplies.
In a small apartment or spacious house
our future is consumed, traded on present comforts
supply and demand
and the consistent abuse is spoken as a
casual conversation around an oak dining room table.
Wednesday, August 08, 2007

"I have become Death, the destroyer of worlds"
his words, read from the Gita, reaching out through the newsreels as
his work reached out to the people of Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
How could he have lived after,
enjoyed one moment,
one single minute of peace
the isotope of his life decaying predictably
as he moved towards this sin
with help from others
some who survived to stoke cold war fires
thinking God, three-person or otherwise, was a no brainer
and Robert, mind filled with brilliance and disease
a sickness that steals your reality
for him it wouldn’t hurt to be brain compartmentalized
arrogant, quirky Einstein countenance
no belief in luck, only assigned value
quantum acceptance, without social reaction or interactions
neither positive nor negative
the poor little rich kid with a beautiful mind
teaching himself Sanskrit and reading Dante in Italian
to fill the gaps of lonely in Los Alamos
had no understanding of the relations of man to his society,
was just a trace particle ripping through time space
on a ride along with Fermi, Toynbee, Rutherford and Bohr.
I always wondered about you Robert, wan and slight at the rudder of your little sailboat
chasing a summer squall across a small lake
just a kid trying to make your parents look,
a boy locked naked in the icehouse
pondering the penetrating power of poetry and electrons
without being able to figure out how to fit in the human social environment.
You remind me of myself, I hope I don’t learn to blow anything up.
Note: Nobel Prize winning Physicist, Paul Dirac, a friend to Oppenheimer and one who also studied poetry, was moved to say "In physics we try to tell people things in such a way that they understand something that nobody knew before. In the case of poetry it's the exact opposite" (Goodchild, 1980, p.21) People have asked why I would write about a non-Canadian scientist and I tell them that what he participated in affected the entire world, including Canada, also it is interesting to note that Canada sold both the British and Americans Uranium for their atomic bomb experiments, from Eldorado, a private radium-mining company headquartered in Port Hope, Ontario.
Works Cited:
Goodchild, Peter. J. Robert Oppenheimer, "Shatterer of Worlds". London, England: BBC, 1980.
Monday, August 06, 2007
Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Saturday, July 21, 2007

Saturday, July 07, 2007

Live Earth - Love the Earth
Here I am showing my support for LIVE EARTH. What a great concert! This is my artwork titled "Earth Koi" which I dedicate today to all the people who are responsible for and who attended, organized or participated in some way to put on the Live Earth concert. It's a great day. Show your support, reuse, recycle do whatever you can, it's the only Earth we've got. Love the Earth!
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Monday, June 18, 2007
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Thursday, May 31, 2007
month since my last one. Right after the art show I was busy getting ready for another show. I've been painting up a storm and working on my crosses for sale this summer. Time flies and the Spring Show at the gallery was last weekend. I'll post a pic of my display after this post. Now I can relax a bit. We have a sale coming up on June 9th so I will post info here next week.










