Don’t Vote For Pedro!

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I’m sorry. That was so NOT Canadian. I’m sorry you’ll need to be Canadian to get the joke. Sorry about that ;-)

It’s that time again!

The nomination process for the 2014 Canadian Blog Awards have begun.

If you’ve been enjoying what you read on The Eclectic Poet, I would appreciate so much if you’d consider voting for me. You can do this by clicking right here —> Voting

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There’s more information to be found about the awards on Jonathan’s blog here —> Canadian Blog Awards

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The Hardest Goodbyes II

This cartoon, published in The Chronicle Herald, resonated widely in Canada and around the world.

It spoke to me because like many in this small Capital, we feel Cpl. Cerillo’s loss on a deeply personal level.

The import wasn’t lost on me when I saw the photos of him standing guard just moments before the shooting and the photos moments after; as he lay surrounded by First Responders. He was guarding the World War I face of the monument. My Great Grandfather Tupper was KIA at Ypres and my Great Grandfather Thomas wounded at Passchendaele.

For that reason,  I find this image comforting in a small way.

Please read the story from The Chronicle Herald:


Bruce McKinnon's editorial cartoon Copyright @Bruce MkcKinnon

Bruce MacKinnon’s editorial cartoon
Copyright @Bruce MacKinnon

The Hardest Goodbyes I

Closing this week in a city altered forever. Yesterday was “business as usual” though fair to say my thoughts were consumed with the continued emerging details surrounding the senseless death of Cpl. Nathan Cirillo.

I’m lost for words but these ones are more important than ever to me and to all Canadians:

O Canada!
Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons command.
With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free!
From far and wide,
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
God keep our land glorious and free!
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

Ô Canada!
Terre de nos aïeux,
Ton front est ceint de fleurons glorieux!
Car ton bras sait porter l’épée,
Il sait porter la croix!
Ton histoire est une épopée
Des plus brillants exploits.
Et ta valeur, de foi trempée,
Protégera nos foyers et nos droits.
Protégera nos foyers et nos droits.

Cpl. Nathan Cirillo, standing guard in front of Canada's National War Memorial in Ottawa.

Cpl. Nathan Cirillo, standing guard in front of Canada’s National War Memorial in Ottawa.


You join with many brave, bright souls that went far too soon.

In Case I Never See You Again…

I make your name my passwords

Somehow, it keeps you close to me

Though we’ll never be together

You hold my heart’s key

I was only half joking

When I said find me in next life

For though we must be strangers

You know I should have been your wife

Every tender blandishment

That you bestow upon her now

I feel in heart and on my skin

I do  not ever question how

You’ve owned me since we first met

My heart has never, ever strayed

Life has given us two different paths

But one soul is what we made.

~ kei

22 October 2014


There is a rage in the cage
My jail is of your perception
I am not just a hobby
Was that your intention

Because when I’m alone
Silence cuts to the bone

Did you think I should be happy
With only scraps from your table
To be worked in to you life
Only when you can schedule

Because when I’m alone
Silence cuts to the bone

You claim that you love me but I’m here alone
Tell me she’s cold yet you refuse to leave her
Your emails come from exotic, couples trips
Since when is that love? Not now. Not ever

Because when I’m alone
Silence cuts to the bone

If you can’t be seen with me in public
Don’t expect my sex, heart or soul
Why should I accept just part
I seek the other half of my whole

I may be alone but I’m doing just fine
Silence may be golden but I won’t be your concubine

~ kei
21 October 2014