The Poetry Of Miles Patrick Yohnke

September 10, 2010


Canadian writer Miles Patrick Yohnke releases three new poems together, exclusively for MotivateUs.com
CANCER
for Phyllis Gerein
By Miles Patrick Yohnke
Copyright 2010 All Rights Reserved.
We headed out, out we headed,
Through an open window we heard the whine of tires on the pavement,
That sound of hot black tar asphalt beneath us.

Me,
Driving two sisters,
My Aunt and my Mom,
Searching for their innocence,
Retracing their youth.

On back roads now,
Four wheels on gravel roads,
From Landis, Handel, on to Leipzig,
In that province of Saskatchewan.
Dust flying, as we headed west.

It was the summer of '05.
I watched them revisit their youth once again.

Two sisters now in their seventies,
No signs of wrinkles, no signs of grey hair.
But for this day, back in their teens,
Laughing and giggling,
Like little schoolgirls would.

No signs of my aunt with her loss of a daughter,
Twenty years earlier to a car accident.
No signs of a life to an abusive, alcoholic husband.
No signs of wiping away tears.
No signs. Just happiness.

For today they saw with brand new eyes.

Like when we went to the second generation Chinese restaurant,
Where we stopped at to eat,

And there we ate hope.

I would witness a special kind of freedom
Maybe only sisters could enjoy.
That ethereal freedom to share one's innermost thoughts,
To be there no matter what, whatever was going on.
I heard enchanting stories from their childhoods.

What a privilege for me!

My aunt wore a smile on her face that day,
In spite of all the events of her life.
She always had a smile for another,
No signs of her trouble, for it was no trouble to help another.

There are some who drift in and out through the plains of doubt.
She met despair and defeat with grace,
With the grace of God.

She would die the following spring,
To the same disease that took her first child,
Forty years earlier.
This is for you Aunt Phyllis for touching my life.
Love Miles




LUCKY
for Rueben Rempel
By Miles Patrick Yohnke
Copyright 2010 All Rights Reserved.
We meet in dire circumstances.

You,
Lying on rocks,
With your motorized wheelchair on you.

It wasn't a good look,
For you,
Rueben.

With the South Saskatchewan River flowing behind us,

You were lucky,
Really lucky.

Your angel was looking over you,
That 6th day of August.

We meet new friends that day;
Larry,
Five paramedics,
And a bee
On that hot Friday afternoon.

The only thing hurt,
That day,
Was your pride.

Lucky.




FOUND
By Miles Patrick Yohnke
Copyright 2010 All Rights Reserved.
Running through those fields, running through those fields,
Running through those sunflower fields with the one you love.
All girls, all girls just want to be found.

Holding hands, holding hands,
Holding hands with the one that you love.
All girls, all girls just want to be found.

Sharing kisses, sharing kisses,
Sharing kisses with the one you love.
All girls, all girls just want to be found.

Walking on the left side, walking on the left side,
Walking down the aisle, walking down the aisle.
Walking down the aisle with her father.
All girls, all girls just want to be found.

The priest, the groom, and the best man,
The priest, the groom, and the best man.
The air is full of anticipation,
The air is full of anticipation.
All girls, all girls just want to be found.

The ring upon the finger, the ring upon her finger,
This ring around my finger, these rings around our fingers.
All girls, all girls just want to be found.

Copyright 2010 Miles Patrick Yohnke - All Rights Reserved.


Miles Patrick Yohnke

Widely recognized and award-nominated engineer, producer, writer, poet and founder and C.E.O. of 5 Star Productions, Miles Patrick Yohnke brings many years of experience to the music industry; including many awards in sales and marketing.

If you are looking at developing your career, Yohnke offers consulting in person, by phone or via email.

For more info, please contact him directly at: 306.227.6379

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