The Golden Hue of Leaves so bright, Reminds me not of The coming night; It reminds me of You. Blessings, O so great; My cup overflows And fills my plate. Yes, these golden leaves remind me, As they fall on the ground. My life is like the changing seasons— Here one moment and gone again— … Continue reading “The Golden Hue”
Well, well…greetings my friend. We are back together once again. Honestly I don’t miss you, and to be frank - I really don’t care; but here we are, in this tangled affair, yet again. Yes, your wait times are miserable: Average 5 hours for Urgent and 9 for Non; this relationship is poisonous, like that … Continue reading Poetry in Emerg
With my hands rested on my head,and a warm tear flowing down my face, this day feels so hard.The overwhelming feeling of failure drips its poison, as the constant lingering pressure starts to bubble forth - yet another mistake to my tally. Another face has tears, much like my own, after I lost my cool; … Continue reading The Love of Children
What was meant to be, the final rest; You said, “No,” this was not Your place. You were on the move. The leaders thought that they had won, Yet, they ordered for guards at a dead man’s tomb. You were on the move. Words written hundreds of years before your death, were now fulfilled - … Continue reading The Empty Tomb
The Health Sciences is blocked, And the halls chalked full; People coughing and sneezing, All evening long. An orchestra of sickness, Surrounds our spot in the hall; The wife has a wheelchair, And I got a bench near the wall. The lineup for this getaway, Will keep you waiting for hours; So you might need … Continue reading Date Night In Emerg.
Down by the Sea, everything is simple. Down by the Sea, there’s little noise. Down by the Sea, it’s where I find peace. Down by the Sea, my thoughts come together. Are you drowning in a sea of anxiety? Are you drowning in a sea of worry? Are you drowning in a sea of loss? … Continue reading Down by the Sea Revelations
Like a protective harbour, You are my refuge. I make my way through the narrows, Straight into your arms. Protected by the high cliffs and steep mountain sides, You cover me. A place of refreshing, repairing and mending, You make me new. Unbeknownst to the enemy, I am safe inside the walls. Come weary ones, … Continue reading The Safe Harbour
Cold. Damp. Mysterious. A fog horn sounds: guiding you home. One minute you're walking on a gravel path, the next your enveloped in a thick blanket of grey. Landmarks become useless to the 'eagle eyed' hiker. Experienced walkers lose their bearings. The average person becomes disoriented. A fog horn sounds: guiding you home... Suddenly a … Continue reading Ode to Newfoundland Fog
Walking past the blossoming flowers, the scent of lavender fills my nose. A beautiful aroma, cascading my senses and reminding me of Your Grace. I need this reminder. Why? Because some days are just plain rough. You hear some bad news, and instantly you feel a gut-punch to your stomach - and a hay-maker to … Continue reading Beauty In The Pain
I awake to see the grey sky, the dark clouds covering, and the reminder of yesterday. All I can do is ask, “Why?” The emptiness inside that comes with defeat, the feeling of failure, and fear. All I can do is ask, “Why?” As tears roll down my face, and my heart yearns for change, … Continue reading Underserved Mercy
The Eason Clan 