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The Artwork Page

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ARTWORKS   I have always enjoyed being creative and in my younger years took a number of evening art courses. Alas, life gets busy and so much of my creativity began to be channeled into service preparation while I was a pastor and chaplain. Although writing is the form I most want to invest in at this stage of life, I do hope that art will again be something I can engage in.     I have always found a connection with the paintings of Canadian Group of Seven artist, Lawren Harris. Growing up in Toronto, the McMichael Art Gallery in Kleinburg was always a special treat to visit. I have also been able to see Harris’s works at the National Gallery in Ottawa, Toronto’s Art Gallery of Ontario and the Vancouver Art Gallery. His depiction of Canadian landscape from the Rockies to the Arctic are phenomenal, but here I have attempted a copy of an old street scene in Toronto that I thought was quite charming.     I can’t recall now why I only have a black and...

The Poetry Page

  POETRY PAGE Lyrical language to capture a moment, a thought, a feeling.   The Recovery Broken, yes But within His palm Fragments of me Both dark and blonde   Dust and dirt Not me, but mine He gently sifts His child to find   Intentional Arrow on, will of mine Deeds accomplished Are the harness for Time Directed along saintly lines A goal in the chaos Discipline finds Modern Motivation   Spoken like a true man Spoken like a fool Standing up for his own right To be the devil’s tool   “I insist! I demand! I will not budge nor move From doing things my own way And greasing my own groove!”   Not for God or principle Not for love of Truth But in quest for easy prey In which to sink a tooth   Careless   Feathers fell from weathered nests Snared in thistles without duress Lifeless wings aren’t they all On the birds that let their feathers fall Easter Hymn ...