Monthly Archives: December 2007

Three Poems by Kent Mill

Shadows                                                                         If you could see what I see you may be excited, you may shiver, you may be revolted. I see the shadows, they dance like skeletons across the freshly fallen snow. I see the wind whisper past my ears, flittering across the tree tops, laughing, crying, screaming, chasing the shadows. I see them both,… Continue Reading


Geraniums By Judy Bowman                                                                                                              When I think about geraniums, what hits me first is the smell. The scent strikes your senses in exactly the same way that biting into tin foil does. The next thing is memory. My other mother, Christine, grew geraniums, bright red, saucy ones and African violets, exotic succulents with fur. From… Continue Reading

Dangerous Encounter

Dangerous Encounter By Bonnie Jarvis-Lowe                                                                                                     I thought my eyes were deceiving me. It was a dull, autumn afternoon, the car radio was playing a favourite tune of mine, groceries were bought for a special supper and it seemed to be a nice time to have the day off duty. But as I approached the intersection… Continue Reading

Percy Packrat’s Christmas Star

Percy Packrat’s Christmas Star By Jacinta It’s suppertime. Quick as a flash, Percy is out of the mouse hole. He returns, pushing a green grape across the floor with each paw and clenching another between his teeth. Momma mouse claps her paws in delight, saying, “Goodie. We’ll have grapes for dessert.” Poppa mouse looks disgusted,… Continue Reading

Santa Wore a Scarlet Tunic

Santa Wore a Scarlet Tunic By Bonnie Jarvis-Lowe Christmas Eve had finally arrived. Our children had many gifts under the tree and Santa would bring even more. My husband, a young policeman serving in the RCMP, was working that Christmas Eve, so our annual Newfoundland Chowder and Newfoundland Food Open House was rescheduled. The children… Continue Reading

Fergie’s Christmas Adventure

Fergie’s Christmas Adventure By Jacinta Fergie Frog lived in a pond on Larson’s farm.                           Outside the pond was danger and harm. His tongue was a bug zapper, his croak so small, But Fergie always had fun; life was a ball.   His parents told him to never roam; Never leave his froggie home. They were… Continue Reading

And a Little Child has Taught Us

And a Little Child has Taught Us By Verna Morrisey As I was clearing out some old things in our basement and sorting them to donate to the church for their annual yard sale, I found my son’s Baby Book and in looking through it I found a note I had written on December 24,… Continue Reading

Phineus Foundation

The Phineus Foundation By Myrna Beth Lambert                                                                                                         Mrs. Phineus, a kind and gentle old woman, lived alone on the ground floor of a senior citizen apartment on Chicago’s north side. Her only communication with the outside world was her radio and her telephone, a rather large phone, the size of a paperback book. She needed… Continue Reading