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My Poetry 1962-1974

Posted by on Nov 12, 2020 in Poetry | 0 comments

I started writing poetry when I attended Delbrook High School in North Vancouver in 1962-3. My English-40 teachers, whose name I cannot recall, encouraged it. At the same time, I frequented the Inquisition Coffee House on Seymour Street in Vancouver, B.C. and run by Howie Bateman. There I met a poet, whose name has gone too, and he was a great motivator. He read my poems and commented. He wrote the following: “One day I will take my cobwebs down and have them drycleaned” There is a section with some of my HS poems, immature of course, but clearly, I am trying out styles and learning from Romantic lyricists,...


Posted by on Nov 23, 2020 in Songs from my Salad Years | 0 comments

By Bryan Sanctuary October 1967   Have you felt the softness,    And touched it with your lips? Have you seen the blackness,  Slip through your fingertips? Have you seen the morning dew    In the corner of a flower? And have you felt a filling warmth    In any special hour?   I felt the softest touch indeed    When I kissed your sanguine lips. I felt your lovely raven hair    Run through my fingertips. I saw a tear within your eye    One very special hour, When we first knew our love was pure.    And I gave you a single...

Memories of May

Posted by on Nov 23, 2020 in Songs from my Salad Years | 0 comments

ByBryan Sanctuary 1967 Sometimes the days are carefree      When springtime fills the air,And time stands still in blue and green      While dappled shades dance everywhereTo liven up the scene. Silent boats slip slowly by      Across the hazy blue,As yellow sand wash softly flat      And clear away the clueWhere two young people sat. In the timeless flood and ebb,      That leave the two unheeded,A silent word, a lingered stare      Is all the heart had needed,To seal the memory...