Canuck Scriber

Joined July 2021

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Published Poet and Author. Making rainy days feel like Sundays with words.

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The Saving
This poem, The Saving, is about saving humanity from itself. In days of global warming, environmental stresses and struggling economies I likened the effort to the days before Noah's act of kindness. I thought it would be a good reflection of life.
By Canuck Scriber6 days ago in Poets
MY Story Outline
Once in a while an idea comes to writers that just won't leave us alone. So I keep returning to this story. I first started it in 2013 and set it aside because I was building up poetry books and two other novels but this sci fi story remains one of my favourites. They are all my favourites. My mind is important as my body and I gave birth to them there, amongst synapses firing, normal brain operations and the magical force of imagination. I jumped ahead and wrote two other stories based on the beginnings of this one. The first fast forwarded to a set of Science Fiction short stories which I am so excited about I can barely stop writing.
By Canuck Scriberabout a month ago in BookClub
Morning Top 40
Tiny voices lilt in verse A brilliant kind of greeting to the day Culture clash in symbolism makes everything ok
By Canuck Scriberabout a month ago in Poets
A Best Book Ever
If you believe in magic, self-empowerment and do-it-yourself enlightenment Shakti Gowain's book, Creative Visualization might be just what you are looking for. It has been around for decades and it's been read now by 7 million people.
By Canuck Scriberabout a month ago in BookClub
Ode To The Gurgle Pot
A woman was once rich for a day and filled with glee Bare plates, empty horizons, pleasures to be What better mind than to treat oneself
By Canuck Scriber2 months ago in Poets
Top Story - August 2023
Why Is The Earth RoundTop Story - August 2023
The centre of the round had nowhere to find itself so it wished upon a moment, "I wish I may, I wish I might have roundness as a state of being and starlight as a friend. As we all know wishes sometimes come true.
By Canuck Scriber2 months ago in Fiction
A Rebel Calling
If you're going to give me a kingdom Don't forget the dragon To protect all people from old school Of every neighborhood and nothing tolerated
By Canuck Scriber2 months ago in Poets
Mercy's Child
The infinitesimal standpoint is the worry for two hearts beating No amount of tapping will still now The overreach brings harbingers to the equator
By Canuck Scriber3 months ago in Poets
Distraction
Details of forever never mentioned Innervating quivers to surrender Suspicious all along the mirrored views Try - outs to gifts unspoken
By Canuck Scriber4 months ago in Poets
It Was 1894
The window shone a light on the middle aged man's gleaming forehead. He stifled a yawn as he glanced around the room. The office clerk, Greta, had seated him inside the office itself on a chair against the wall. From there he admired the artwork on the walls, etchings and paintings of boats.
By Canuck Scriber4 months ago in Fiction
Secret Slumber
May sound keep us alive in a night prevailing with forethought In a sliver of an outcome Where all things determined by a thread of hope
By Canuck Scriber4 months ago in Poets
For My Mother on Mother's Day
Mother's come from a special place before we are born. Like a pocket of wisdom, genes incapsulated in us with breadth. Patience, understanding, guidance and warmth are what mothers are made of. Maybe it is because I never had a sister that my mother was the go-to person for anything advice. I always trust her. Mothers deserve more than a day to honor them.
By Canuck Scriber4 months ago in Families