by Lawrence Cooper | May 20, 2020 | Comox Valley Poetry, Conscious Living Poetry, Newsletter, Poetry, Poetry Presentations
I search for Lawrence as he hides in his memories; I search for Lawrence as he seeks shelter in tomorrow. I uncover old wounds and peek below the scabs; I look for a thread of purpose in his tangled mass of thoughts; I decode latent messages in yesterday’s scattered...
by Lawrence Cooper | May 20, 2020 | Comox Valley Poet Laureate, Comox Valley Poetry, Conscious Living Poetry, Newsletter, Poetry, Poetry Presentations
Demons Can you tell me what you carry? There is an uncertainty in your eyes Let’s walk by the ocean Sit on a beach log and look at the horizon Feel sand between our toes All the battles we have been fighting I just want to know if I’m still winning I have seen your...
by Lawrence Cooper | May 12, 2020 | Newsletter, Poet's Pyb Night, Poetry
Poet’s Pub Night – gosh I miss them; However, I believe that social awareness and doing our part in keeping the virus limited as much as possible is certainly more important than sharing poetry. But our time will come when it is safe to wander out again...
by Lawrence Cooper | May 12, 2020 | Comox Valley Poet Laureate, Comox Valley Poetry, Newsletter, Poetry, Poetry Presentations
There is a man at my back patio door. He’s bleeding. A knife in one hand – a hammer in the other. I know what to do and call 911. Distant silken voice leads me through the logic of the situation. Do you know him? No. Have you seen him before? No. He’s crouching down...
by Lawrence Cooper | May 5, 2020 | Comox Valley Poet Laureate, Comox Valley Poetry, Newsletter, Poet's Pyb Night, Poetry
Poet’s Pub Night – gosh I miss them; However, I believe that social awareness and doing our part in keeping the virus limited as much as possible is certainly more important than sharing poetry. But our time will come when it is safe to wander out again...
by Lawrence Cooper | May 5, 2020 | Comox Valley Poet Laureate, Comox Valley Poetry, Newsletter, Poetry, Poetry Presentations
Walk with me on a carpet of down It doesn’t matter how many times you need to be reborn Soft, warm caress Leading you on Living by the estuary Travelling deep past November skies We’ll find salvage before the gulls steal it away The heron on the shoreline Lost in her...
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