Three seasons

Yesterday afternoon I went down to the lake for a brief walk—it was -9° C but the sparkling sun called me.  I wrote a short poem and took a few photos:

Three seasons converge—

On dusted glass gems

smooth branch shadows lean

over brown leaf scatter

as faithful spring buds swell.






Lakeside properties


A grand waterway, our inland sea

ice sheets nudging rolling waves glimpsed

fleetingly from the highway

lined by steep guardrailed cliffs

miles of private homes

and a small park.

Don’t miss it

as you




for ‘Lakeside’,

the new ‘Village’.

It’s on Roadway Six,

that goes down to the lake,

to the old lakeside highway.

No sign of lake near your new home?

Stroll to the Six and look down the hill.



The Tuesday theme at dverse Poets Pub is Suburbia.  On the way home today I decided to join two themes that baffle me.  The first one is the inaccessibility of major rivers and lakes that are bordered by high speed roadways or taken over by private ownership.  No wonder so many people don’t appreciate our beautiful waterways as they are blocked and concealed by private interests.  The second theme is my sardonic disbelief every time I see this new housing development called ‘Lakeside Village’.  These homes are in the general area of Lake Ontario, but are not lakeside as there is a major stretch of distance (with no sidewalk), a highway, and other private properties in between.

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Seagulls–Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge


Drifting by the shore

as if enchanted, gliding

gulls, flashing whitecaps.


Sky magic sparkles,

Gulls soar and glide on the wind,

capturing sunlight.


Haiku inspired by gulls showing off by Lake Ontario and Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge #97.   The prompt words are Magic (enchanted) and Glimmer (sparkles, flashing).

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