WEIGHT ON MY FEET

dog-park-3

feeling the weight on my feet,

as I trail through the snow,

breathing in the cool, crisp air,

heightens my senses,

to life at that moment,

as I stroll through the trees,

touching their branches,

feeling exhilarated,

as the snow licks my face.

walking through the snow,

gives me reflection

on what path to take,

leading me in a direction,

meant for my embrace.

Johanne Fraser

 

 

 

STANDING ALONE

pinkblossomsVibrant pink berries,

amongst a sea of red and orange

foliage,

standing naked before the

crowd,

feeling the discrimination,

of the mass

majority,

and the weight of their

judgement,

as red and orange

foliage

entrench their insecurities and

inhibitions,

on vibrant pink

berries,

standing alone,

pink berries

are

more vibrant than

ever,

refusing to be

less,

to conform to the

needs of

the

mass majority.

Johanne Fraser

Time at the lake – Friday’s phlog for July 22nd, 2016

manning 50's look

time at the lake

a timeless beauty

decades of wisdom

a diamond jubilee

secrets lie

beneath the ripples

in the water

hopes and dreams

trusted in the mountains

time at the lake

for future

generations

 Johanne Fraser

Picture – Lightning Lakes, Manning Park Resort

BRIGHT LIGHTS – FRIDAY’S PHLOG FOR JULY 8th, 2016

bright lightsFriday night

bright lights

in honour of

our freedom

in a country

free to be

who you want

to be

watching bright lights

shoot into the sky

explosive delights

one after the other

when all was done

no building was falling

people with Canada flag

painted faces

followed a peaceful march

feeling safe for

at least another night

Johanne Fraser

 

 

PEONY- FRIDAY’S PHLOG FOR MAY 27, 2016

peonies

I look for you every Spring,

to witness your inspiring beauty,

as you awaken my

senses with your seductive

fragrance,

filling me with renewal and

promise,

as I leave the comfort

and

solitude of winter,

and embrace your

gracious wings,

teaching me to live

for today,

because tomorrow your wings,

will shrivel

under the ungracious and

unpredictable Spring.

johanne fraser

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE ENLIGHTENED ONES

rocks and shells

an exterior like armour

hard as a rock

protecting the delicate shell

that lies within

closed to the ones

who

can’t see beyond the shadows

of doubt

and the lies of the masses

leaving the armour

to

stop the shell from cracking

only to surface

to

the enlightened ones.

johanne fraser