there was a moment when
I had to admit
I’d fallen into your orbit
it was too late
to save me
gravity pulled
I was
captured
David Trudel © 2014
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Monthly Archives: April 2014
I am Grateful
I am grateful for the privilege that lets me live on Vancouver Island
I am grateful to be a visitor on the traditional lands of the Lek’wungen People
I am grateful for the freedom to walk on the beach at dusk in safety
I am grateful for being a white male
in a world of violence towards women
I thank the creator for all the gifts I share
I thank the creator for all of you
I’m grateful
for the privilege of sharing
this moment
this now
with you
David Trudel © 2014
Filed under Poetry
Hat Parade
playfully the wind
pulls the bowler from my head
pirouetting I snatch it back
edges softened
by ten gallons of rain
broad enough for a dry neck
this hotel lobby
has many ways to spend money
I gamble on a hat
autumn is perfect
for sacrificial wicker
Brooks Brothers throwback
in Montreal for work
I find a shrine for hats
Borsalino paradise
on a forest walk
spiders fall from overhead
evading swallows
I don’t wear ballcaps
give me a fedora instead
it rains, I smile
at the front door
I ponder which hat to wear
children laugh outside
unleashed, her hair
flies triumphantly up
a golden crown
woven cedar strips
bridging cultures and form
one more seagull target
silhouetted
crisp brim unmistakable
it’s the police
I find a feather
its beauty calls me skyward
to mourn lost flocks
David Trudel © 2014
