Alan Skeoch

Month: May 2018

  • POETRY READNG IN KENSINGTON MARKET MAY 27, 2018 – AN ADDICTION AND A CHALLENGE

    Note:  This exposes much…trying to set an example of which  you are expected to follow with your own blank verse.  Do  not chicken  out on me.
    I have taken risks.
    alan

    POETRY READING IN KENSINGTON MARKET, MAY  27, 2018

    (inspired the worst and best in me…as it wlll do to you I hope…with apologies for my own blank and feeble verse)
    ALAN SKEOCH
    MAY 27, 2018
    “Alan, we have been invited to a  poetry reading in Kensington Market on Sunday afternoon”
    “Poetry…people  reading poetry in Kensington?”
    “Yes, we must go.”
    “Who invited us?”
    “Keith Gebarian…the writer, art critic…and  poet.”
    “I thought he wrote history and  pop fiction.:
    ‘Also seven books of poetry.”
    “What kind?  Like Cr. Zeuss?”
    “Don’t be silly…he writes hard edged  poetry…stuff that makes you think.”
    “Is Just Keith speaking at the Kensington affair?”
    “No there will be six or seven poets.”
    “Let’s do it.”
    “Maybe Judy will join us while Eric is  convalescing.”
    “Good idea.”
    “Marjorie this is  a big deal.  All  of Kensington is exploding  with people…a  happening for sure.”
    “Hope the car doesn’t get towed away…”

  • Hungry caterpillars getting nreadyh to attack the ornamental cherry tree

    TENT CATERPILLAS MARSHALLING FORCES

    (planned attack on ornamental cherry tree)
    alan skeoch
    May 26, 2018

  • ANDREW AND MEGHAN: ‘FESTIVUS’…A WEDDING FOR ALL OF US

    ANDREW AND MEGHAN:  “FESTIVUS”… A WEDDING FOR ALL OF US

    I am not a person who follows weddings much.  Better things to do.  But this wedding trumped other weddings big time.
    here are a few pictures taken from TV that explain why.  Included is my favourite,  just STAND BY ME.
    alan skeoch
    May 19, 2018
    p.s. Why did I say Andrew …  I always get my Princes mixed up…same about Princesses … stupid…Most readers seemed to have not noticed which is comforting…probably all think I am supped anyway AS YOU KNOW I MEANT HARRY.

  • TICKS, INFECTION AND OBSOLESENSE alan skeoch May 2018

    FEAR STARTED IN OUR RHUBARB PATCH:
    (This is not a funny story…a warning story on dangers of infection)
    alan skeoch
    May 2018
    “Marjorie, I love springtime when  our slice of the world  turns green…bursting green in all shades.”
    “Rhubarb is in season Alan…in the back field.”
    “You pick it while I try to get the tractor started to plow, OK?”
    “Is the back field plowed?”
    “Nope, couldn’t do the plowing last fall…tractor wouldn’t start…dirt in the sediment bowl.”
    “I can get to the rhubarb through the weeds, no problem.”
    “Maybe make a Rhubarb pie?  Love that.”
    “Depends  on the amount of rhubarb back there.”
    And that is how the day began…anticipation of a  rhubarb pie.

  • Fwd: PARKDALE C.I. FLASHBACK: HE’S DEAD, SIR! MURDERED! SHOT TO DEATH TODAY! (FROM ALAN SKEOCH)

    HERE are a few flashback memories…most centred  on Parkdale C.  I. …   Wrote tis a couple of years ago for no particular reason.  … 

    alan

    “He’s dead, sir!  Shot!  Murdered!”
    by  Alan Skeoch,  Jan. 29,2014
     

    “Sir! Sir!  Someone just shot the President!  Someone shot Kennedy in Texas…might be dead!”

    A student burst into my portable classroom at Parkdale Collegiate with this horrific news.  First year I taught.  It may have been Conrad Blonski.  That assassination was etched into long term storage of people across the world.  Now, more than half a century later I can remember the moment so clearly.  November 22, 1963. A warm, sunny, late fall afternoon. Beautiful day.