Author: {DC Lessoway}
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Shade
hidden, midst subdivision’s sprawl, mingling stones scoured by yammering brook a peaceful place photo and poem © DC Lessoway
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Dance Hall
salt stained boards long ago trod, in joy, fused with music laughter leading to love’s caper in summer’s night dream photo and poem © DC Lessoway
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1973
I took this picture today on my walk. How it brought back an intense memory. The fading light through the trees was soft owing to the smoke issuing from the line of lake-side cabins and adding to the vigorous smell of cooked pickerel. Sunday suppertime on Sturgeon Lake in North Western Alberta, 1973. My dad […]
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Canada at 150
to speak of her, in this time salts my eyes, with pride sea to mountain, her nature, her strength her diverse peoples too yet we must face vile truths darkness of humanity those who first walked this magnificent land First People’s tormented by: John A Macdonald’s “extinguishing” stripping their sacred land their languages outlawed sent […]
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Last Stand to Nowhere
It’s been a while since I’ve been on a film set. And longer since I’ve been behind the camera, directing, editing. Oh, those were great times, watching the actors bring characters to life, the crew working hard to get the project done, oh to be working in film again. ‘sigh’ You can see some of […]
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The Good People
So in Eagle Ridge Emergency, fell off my bike, may be my ribs, not my point. So went through the routine: check in, blood pressure check, answer questions, etc. Anyway, busy, no chairs, so I found a place to stand. The staff are patient and kind and everyone is also waiting patiently. But then I […]
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Heaven’s Dance
of ice clinging to winging dust, fleeting in duration, immense in breadth gaze gravitates upward in repose each eye deduces its own horse, spider, swimmer according to each state of being mine own mind alights upon memories of ancient cave paintings of people’s long ago perhaps, they too saw in the sky their own joy […]
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Playing around the Garage Band
Music has been in my life for a long time. I picked up a guitar when I was 13 and love to still pick it up. In college I took music, but found it just wasn’t my thing, I just didn’t have it. It was hard but I had to let it go, it still […]
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Heaven/Hell
it’s been, always, there an aspiration to fly, above Earth’s curve till azure, turns inky, till am able to palm the spheroid, till this ache, fear, isolation are but remote notions of those down there down there hell we’ve fashioned after clawing at one another’s eyes being better at being better than the other, the […]
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It is, what it is
Recently, I was laid off. A shock of course, I was deeply invested in the position. It was a position of leadership and working not only with a staff, but also for a community. Quite a fulfilling job. No ill will finds my heart and while the loss left me emotional fragile, I will bootstrap […]
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