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Kathleen Reguindin Poems
Dawn at Lake Erie
Scanning the horizon I see the sun peeking out from the east Slowly making an appearance. In multi-coloured splendor
Shhh, the world’s still sleeping and outside it’s chilly The BER months are upon us and cooler weather prevails The season has changed, vibrant fall colours abound. I get out of bed, a new day is ahead
A train ride
Day in, day out They go about their business. The men in blue suits, looking dapper The women all spruced up and looking fresh.
Sailing the Seas of Life
"I am the captain of my ship and the master of my destiny! " Where I go, how to follow the winds of life, no one can tell me The life I make for myself is up to me. Supported by God's disposition and clemency.
Cauldron of Life
She sleeps, centuries dormant Everything quiet, no rumble or grunt Within her, no fumes and gases, still …unreleased. At her base lay villages, all at peace.
A love note to my daughters
Reena, at dawn, you were born What a great day it was that morn Laying my eyes on you the first time My first child, what an overwhelming feeling...
Make Every Day Earth Day
The air that we breathe is no longer clean and pure Contaminated by toxic fumes and chemicals that vehicles and factories spew Oceans of the earth dumping grounds for man's waste Slowly releasing poisons into waters where live creatures of the sea.
November Blues and Blahs
The leaves have fallen, everywhere it’s barren. Trees and shrubs are almost naked Mother Nature has shed her vibrant Fall colours Everything now feels
Oh Joyous Spring!
A new day, a new beginning From the grounds, a rebirth Spring bulbs emerge Pushing through dead leaves and earth
Spring has Sprung!
Old Man Winter's gone to rest. A new season starts, Spring is here. Outdoors, I venture Donning my hiking boots and gaiters.
Anticipation in what lies ahead of me Dives in the ocean, across the sky hanggliding Venturing into the European meadows and mountains Eager, so excited to bike and hike every ciudad, ville and town.
In this vast earth Where will I find the one With whom I have a strong bond?
The pains and banes of growing old
Over time, bodies grow flabbier and weaker Bones thin out and crack, falling down could be a disaster Liver spots, sight going, pot bellies, loss of hearing Teeth have fallen, replaced by dentures, no more joy in eating
My love affair with Nature
I want to be with you, I can’t get enough of you Beside you, I am refreshed, invigorated. Like a rainfall so badly needed On land that is dry and arid.
Comments about Kathleen Reguindin
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
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Dawn at Lake Erie
Scanning the horizon
I see the sun peeking out from the east
Slowly making an appearance.
In multi-coloured splendor
Her celestial shrouds with tints of pink and orange
Paint up the sky, her beautiful canvas.
The lake softly whispers to me
Clouds of mist rising a few inches above her
The wind subtly blows her a kiss
And touches her with an airy caress.
I see gentle ripples forming on the water
As if nudging her, “Wake up from your sleep, it's a new day”.
Overhead, a flurry of activity among gulls and terns
Without flapping their wings