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Memory Gold

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After the World War Two Madness,

I was born in a gold-mining town

set in Canadian wilderness

with many lakes and rivers around.

I played in a garden of flowers

early mornings of light like gold,

sapphire skies and a brilliant blue

still rich in Memories I clearly hold.

In short Summers, I played in the heat.

In long Winters, I played in the cold,

a wealth of snow beneath my feet-

a wealth of diamond snowflakes unsold.

Autumns gave me treasures of leaves

that lay like coloured gems on the ground.

Springs brought me abundant pleasures-

birthdays, Earth’s rebirths, baby bird sounds…

Years passed fast and I’ve grown old

watching the Sunlight I’ve known

slowly become ‘harsh’ and strangely ‘cold’.

Mad men began War with Life and Nature,

using Nature to destroy Life here,

now falling into World War Three Madness

for greed, for glory, arrogance, fear,

profiting nothing- No Love in That End.

I watch the Great War of Storms unfold,

still holding tight to my Memory Gold.

April 4, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

April Fooled By Deer Ones

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Ranuculus and pansy blooms chomped away
Tulip Treats

April Fooled By Deer Ones

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In another part of the city

I had a container garden

and grew flowers in large pots.

They became ‘salad bowls’

for the hungry passing deer.

Now where we live here

I grew tulips in pails

and set out a table of flowers.

This morning, I awoke to see the table

became a ‘buffet table’

for more hungry passing deer.

They ate tulips, pansies, ranuculus,

avoiding daffodils, hyacinth, crocus,

so now I chuckle at packaging

claiming ‘resistant to deer’.

Perhaps a fool but I’ll plant more. 😂

April 1, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Love Sees Beauty

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A souvenir picture from this Winter, frost on the rear window of my car. 💙

Love Sees Beauty

Love sees Beauty in ‘imperfections’,

in the ‘ordinary and common’ sights,

in the chaos that births creation

where awe and wonder delights.

Love sees Beauty present in every form

though judged by many a human-

feet, ears, nose judged ‘too big’, ‘too small’,

‘too little’ fat or ‘too much’,

‘too short’ in stature, ‘too tall’,

‘bad hair day’, no hair at all,

warts, pimples, scars and wrinkles-

Love sees Beauty through it all.

Love sees treasures of Beauty

in rocks, in weeds, in grasses that sway,

in taken-for-granted inventions,

in Nature’s abstract and fractal formations,

in sunset skies reflected on water,

in weather ‘events’ or calm of a day.

Love sees Beauty in the artist’s mess

transforming chaos into creations-

spills, sound-jumbles, rips, smudges, smears,

trash-treasures, excavations, explosions

moving dirt to build, to form

something new like the formation of stars.

Love sees Beauty through it all.

We see through the ‘eyes’ of God

when we see through Love for all.

March 27, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Imprinted Kisses

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Waterlily Photos I took- wading through mud and slime to take

Imprinted Kisses

In all things of Nature

are the Imprinted Kisses of the Divine-

that Intelligence of Design,

the Wonders of Change and Growth,

that Energy creating Dualities,

creating Relationships and Relativities-

the Unseen creating the Seen-

Imperfections allowing Perfections,

a Dot becoming a Square,

the This Here and That There,

and Our Kisses saying We Care.

March 2, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC