In Con Text
The goal was to survive the storm,
For then we might truly transform,
Along came a text
Oh my, "what is next?"
The beast still treats greed...
To the dreamer
the shadow of failure,
Love is not an illusion but an intrusion
Of the soul, the heart and the mind.
Love is not for sale but to set sail
To unknown ports...
Love is needed in the now,
But now will not be again.
Ask yourself, “Where art thou?”
And know right now is when.
Sweet Spot Synergy
Purpose beckons you
Seek meaning in work and life
The sweet spot is there
~ Dan Pontefract
Dear Minister Joly,
We are Canada’s musicians, songwriters, composers, music producers, authors, poets, playwrights, film composers, actors, directors and visual artists – a creative class of...
Peace or pain is a simple choice.
Ironically, life's embankment protects while simultaneously eroding.
Does a river run through me?
Is chivalry only found upstream?
Surely it is...
Not so much a cackle but a chortle
Gleefully bellowing like a bird in spring.
It was welcoming and free
Did your beguiling smile arrive before or...
Metaphors on Mission
Imagine a soul ruled by dictators of power and division,
A soul steeped in blissful harmony yet averse to absolutists,
A soul which acknowledges the...
If you happen to be Canadian, Gord Downie is pretty close to being a household name. Like Gretzky. Or Trudeau. Bieber. Even Tim Horton.
A Shooting Dallas Star
by Dan Pontefract
Love your self; our humanity will prosper.
Love your humanity; neighbours will reciprocate.
Love your neighbour; the community gathers strength.
Love your community;...
Fleeting, life is.
Ephemeral, in fact.
Words so cunning.
But soul? Intact.
The song ain’t done, and
It’s my soul you squeeze.
Much have you taught,
More than you know.