I misread a sub notice on Friday night for Ongoing magazine, and instead of creating a musical piece in response to the post, I wrote a poem. My bad. Anyway, I’m quite pleased with the result, called Band Class, and it can be found on my Words page. Having been a band teacher for a number of years in three different schools (Havelock-Belmont PS, Confederation PS, and Kenner Intermediate School), there were struggles and there were failures. There were also many, many successes and fun times at Kiwanis Music Festivals and joint concerts with choirs from Kawartha Heights PS, South Monaghan PS, and Lakefield Intermediate and Secondary School. I always told the students that learning to play an instrument was a doorway to the world and an opening to lifetime friendships.
I was handed a trombone by Mr. Dunscomb at Windfields Jr. High more than a few years ago (although I had been playing a brass instrument for years by that time) and while I strayed over the years to tenor horn, I did eventually return to trombone, where I now reside. Because of music, I have met thousands of wonderful people, played and sung across Canada (ON, NF, PQ, AB, BC), in the US (MI, NY, CA, IL) , England, New Zealand, and Bermuda. I’ve played at Toronto Blue Jays’ games, a Toronto Argonauts’ game, and two Toronto Maple Leafs’ games. I’ve played for the Queen and met Prince Philip (well, he came close to me while he spoke with the bandmaster). Heather actually road an elevator with HRH at that Duke of Edinburg Award function in Toronto when he held the door for her.
I’m no virtuoso and I don’t practise near enough but that hasn’t stopped the experiences. My sincere hope is that some of those students have taken my advice and kept at it and they, too, are experiencing the opportunities that music can provide.
Today, my latest published piece is live to the world (Minison Zine Issue 6 XOXO: Love Letters). Dreams is on p13. Thanks to The Minison Project for supporting my work. This latest issue is beautifully laid out and features some great visual work and concise poetry (read all about their version of the classic sonnet and give one a try yourself).
Also, on my Words page is Saturday Morning Drive, my newest piece written only yesterday. It pretty much speaks for itself.
I trust you are enjoying your Family Day weekend.
Thanks to Col. Fred Waters for the inspiration tonight for a brand new piece which can now be found on my Words page. Evelyn (@thegirlwhopaddles) and I were out tonight making some deliveries for Scouts when we caught sight of a barred owl sitting on a tree along Mt. Pleasant Road. Of course, as soon as I shouted (inside the truck) “OWL!” it flew away. Seriously. But, for that few seconds, it was pretty cool to see. Such neat birds.
Yeah, Mondays can be hard. Y’know, getting back into the routine of getting up earlier, packing a lunch (which my lovely wife makes for me each day…don’t @ me), and actually dressing in real clothes to go out in public. I woke up today and checked my email. I know there is a debate about checking email first thing in the morning, but I do it anyway because sometimes there is personal mail and not just junk. I woke up today to an acceptance letter, which set my whole day on a great path. Then, upon arriving home after work, I found another acceptance letter. This is totally a first for me, two acceptances in the same day. How’s that for #MondayMotivation? Sometimes I look at what I’ve written and think, ugh… Other times I’m quite happy with the way the words flow and how the poem feels. I’m proud of these two poems and thrilled that both of these different pieces found homes with The Minison Project (which is a totally new format of poetry for me) and with 433. I’ll keep you posted when they appear online.
While I have been posting links to published poems, I’ve been negligent in not posting new poems that are ready for you, good reader, to peruse. So, I will attempt to keep updating this site with work. Today, you will find Lost, Winter Evening, and Friends on Facebook. As always, I’d love to get your feedback on my writing. Send me an email: email@example.com or fill out the contact form on the page. Thanks again for visiting and supporting my work.