Prime Minister

If I were Prime Minister of Canada
I would abolish the position and ask
the people of this big wide country
to elected the following good people
seven men and seven wise woman
move the offices to Winnipeg and
definitely get rid of the pig trough

If I were prime minister of Canada
I would abandon all political parties
Ban gambling  insert voting boxes
Ask the opinion of the people weekly
to vote on ten important policy matters
all the people of Canada to be heard
in every prison and  mental hospital

If I were prime minister of Canada
I would close all banks immediately
Open all bank accounts and count
difference between rich and poor
give the difference over depending
on the level of corruption dollars
earned by greed theft and war

If I were prime minister I would
ban all cards made of plastic
give every Canadian a house
free travel and a solar run car
trains buses and planes no cash
schools would be free and dentists

If I wear prime minister I would
educated every young person free
provide wages for the sick and old
pay mothers to raise their children
provide free daycare to every mum
give her the opportunity to rest
once a month put her feet up

If I were prime minister I would
ban all police weapons immediately
even their silly handcuffs and batons
teach them non violence in college
change the color of their uniform
to white yes a lovely white vibration
ban all Tim Horton's donuts stores
ban sugar and junk food everywhere


If I wear prime minister I would invite
every disgruntled American up here
then tell Washington we are boss now
change the whole name to Turtle Island
wipe out that annoying border and declare
the whole country to be a first nation land
design a Turtle Island flag and pow wow

If I were prime minister every person
in this country would be grinning from
ear to ear and dancing down the road
No longer called Canidiots  behind backs


If I were in the council of Turtle Island
The children would be consulted always
In fact I would ask them to design a flag
to reflect this grandmother land of theirs
Put a polar bear or the flag and an eagle
Change the colors to the four sacred ones
red and white yellow and black to connect

If I were council of mother earth here
I would bring back the buffalo to the plains
ban all destroying  of the  lakes rivers streams
All digging into our mother earth anywhere
lead the world in peace studies non violence
solar power wind power and silent engines
then we could all dance the universal peace

Searing Pain

Sunday July 27th 2014....... 10 am

Sheila violates her own law
and the law of the sacred law.....six days work...seven
seven put your feet up and rest go to church say prayer
and read the bible have tea and sing praises to the one

Sunday July 27th 2014...11am

Another crafty woman has beguiled my silly husband
In my sorrow I rent a heavy duty machine  to kill pain
While he goes to her house on Sunday I pay penance
Sheila you are so blind as your name suggests in time


Sunday July 27th 2014 .....2pm

Put down brush cutter with heavy blade and take off
harness metal of chest salal berries saved, very happy

Monday July  28th....7am

Getting out of bed impossible

Tuesday July  29th.......every minute

How can this be I danced at the tree of life
Now I move a hare's breath and searing pain
takes my breath away and bring tears to my eyes


Thursday 31st July... I am sixty three

Happy Birthday to me
Happy birthday to me
I was born in the zoo
With the monkeys and
the donkeys.....happy
birthday to me

I am a nine this year

husband calls ambulance

"My wife has been screaming in pain four days"

The cat jumps on the bed in front of strangers
massages my head and cleans my hair three
professionals look on and ask if I am a cat

I am a cat and it is my 9th birthday in small
years if I add them numbers together I am
A nine and nine is the hermit going within
I cannot move

I could be in Gaza ..
pain searing soul wreaking......
brain sucking anger screaming
 sorrow why why why
who is to blame ?

 Pilon Tool your stupid painted
wife manager you forgot to
 tell me.....your rental is lethal

Wednesday August 6th 11 am

Transported by the angels of sweet mercy
Denman Ambulance
Edi is there and I am safe....
she is the mother of mothers........
Each Paramedic I meet is gracious beyond description..
I am leaving my island I only see the top of the trees
Dr. Luke ( well named) orders a shot of morphine

Van Morrinson

When did I stop listening to the Irish Guru
and his powerful brilliant succinct words
that caressed my soul like honey to my mouth
when did i stop reaching for that place he knew
the inarticulate speech of the heart the beat
of the time forever you my dreamer brother
you my soul  my green crystal ray you love
you you you you you you you you you you
knew the yew tree you knew the rhythm of
loneliness and  longing for the divine