Friday, February 17, 2017

Short stories, Poems, Art pieces



G'day all;
Here is a wee rhyme I wrote and recorded on the Peace Arts Counsel CD marking the 75th anniversary of the building of the Alaska Highway. There are two spoken recordings and several songs ... some great work by artists from all over the Peace Country. They can be found at

The Road That Couldn’t Be Done
D.M. & K.L. McGowan
They came to build a road
That some said couldn’t be done
But they did it damn it and did it fast
And even had some fun
The US Army Engineers
Several regiments strong
Cut and slashed through timber
And laid it across the bogs
With local trappers, packers and guides
And with sightings to the sky
They found a way through passes
And over mountains where eagles fly
Civilians from all walks of life
From all across the land
From Labrador, Ontario
And down to the Rio Grande
They dropped them off at end of rail,
A place called Dawson Creek
A bunch of young eastern boys
Too excited to sleep
The final push to build it came
December seventh, Forty One
And before Christmas the following year
There laid the road that couldn’t be done.
Oh, and sure it was only a trail
With decades of work to be done
But now millions of travelers
Use the road that couldn’t be done.

I'm enclosing a poem for PnP's April magazine. This is its link:

                    EMPTY WALLS


 A grand house had once stood here.
Many disappeared in fear.

A dark past had given it fame.

End House had been its given name.

 Now all that is left are rocks and mud.
At night I swear I can hear a thud.

Reminiscent of bodies falling down

To the empty dungeons beneath the town.

 I miss the beauty of this place.
This destruction I cannot face.

The Dead might groan & moan.

But we’ll rebuild our home.

 THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist


The Awakening

Ceremonial dress of rushing haze

bellows out its stupor into the mirror's reflection

she stood unclothed and complete

sheathed in the sleek dampness

the haziness implores an awakening

blaring at the eye's insight

thrilling, at an opening door

to see through the cleansing

scattering to catch the opening light!

the meeting of an unclothed self!

copyright, 2013

Peter’s Story

Probably every writer has used imagery to amplify an idea, create a scary scene or enhance a story idea.  We do so with the tool known to most of you as Pareidolia (pair-ah-doh-lia), a psychological phenomenon involving a vague and random stimulus, image or sound, being perceived as significant as seeking familiar forms in disordered images  like clouds or objects where none exists, as animals, faces, and the well-known Man in the Moon, used in many fantasy stories.   The famous Rorschach inkblot tests use pareidolia in an attempt to gain insight into a person’s mental state.  Leonardo da Vinci wrote of pareidolia as a device for painters.  Any spotted walls, or stones, or trees with various stains, etc. will yield scenes as on mountains, rivers, rocks, rivers, plains, wide valleys and various groups of hills.  Images will be there if their existence is merely suggested and pointed out.  Religious imagery detail scenes of Mary, Jesus and the like as being significant messages from God to give people a greater awareness of Christian belief.  In Singapore, a callus on a tree resembled a monkey leading believers to pay homage to the “Monkey god”, used today in the Asian calendar.  The Deep Dream program on the computer shows images of pies with eyes and faces of dogs.  A Shadow Person attributed to the paranormal and supernatural and ghosts shows itself in haunted houses, alleys, dark places, cemeteries, gives the reader a scary feeling and satisfies the writer’s desired goal.
The number of objects, real or imagined, are countless.  The mind can often be convinced, as in mass hysteria, to see what others believe they are seeing, as in lights in the sky being portrayed as ET spacecraft from distant civilizations.  Most of the images observed are harmless to the  human mind, and add to the writer’s arsenal of tricks of the trade writing aids.  It is sometimes dangerous when those people under the influence of hallucinogenic drugs perceive themselves as, for example, being able to fly, and attempt an aerobatic feat off an elevated platform that they soon discover the error of their perception, and sadly results in serious injury or death.  There is a most famous projection in Heimaey, Iceland known as the Elephant Rock, that if you observe it long enough, you might swear you saw it move, thus, the phenomenon, Pareidolia.  There is no harm in incorporating these many images in one’s writing, as they make the story what it was meant to be, thus adding to the skills of the writer and the enjoyment of the reader.      Now, after looking at this guy for a while, and you swear it shifted position, just remember that I told you so. So you think thi
s image is merely a cloud?  If you should find yourself in an isolated location, all alone, and you chance to look out the window and see these piercing eyes staring down at you, you might not want to venture out of doors just yet. Now this guy may give you less fear as it appears to be a fun-living bear, but is it a stuffed bear you ask?  Or does it just appear to be in that form?  Stay indoors unless you must leave the safety of your home.  You say you’ve walked on that path many times in the past with no fear of the unknown, but just never looked off the side of the road?  It is merely a dead, or dying leaf, is it not?  You might wish to speed up your walk, however, should you not be certain of what you just saw, or, thought you saw.   Now, on that same walk, on that trail familiar to you from the past, you observe this image, along with the dead or dying leaf, you might wish to cut short your trip through the woods and head for home.  We have all looked to the sky, particularly in the evening when the moon was full, but how many of us swear that while we were looking out, someone was not looking in.    This is an actual image taken by NASA of what appears to be that famous Man on the Moon.
Do not fear the use of Pareidolia in your writing, for you know the image affixed is merely a figment of one’s imagination; just leave the mystery of whether what they are looking at is real or imagined to the reader.

IF YOU'D LIKE A WEB PAGE OF YOUR BOOKS LIKE THE ONE YOU WILL CLICK ON THAT SAYS... BELOW, it will be on magazine for each month's issue.


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