A Treasured Collection of Literary Works: Edition Two

By Marlene E. Purvis

This book is a joy to read, whether you like to sit curled up on your favorite chair, or like to read a little at a time on a road trip this book is the one for you. It will make you smile, laugh and even cry a little it's all about life and it's ups downs and inbetweens. Great book of lifes treasured moments.

--Susan McCormick

Based on the readings. they kept me very captivated and interested. It was nice to sit down and read and also learn more about the writer. I hope in the very near future the author will come up with more poetry. All in all, enjoyed it very much

--Sandie Burkland

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jun 9, 2009
• ISBN: 9781477162248

Marlene E. Purvis

As the eldest of 5 children & raised on a farm near Blackie, AB, I learned to work both inside & outside our house. By age 10 I could make full course meals, help milk 17 cows as well as do chores. Grew up big and strong; learned I could take on the whole world if need be. As far as I knew I only had one grandmother and she died when I was 6. At age 8 I lost both my brothers when they drowned near our house. Back then children were to be seen and not heard and that meant keep everything to yourself. Secrets were well kept! Putting words on paper helped vent some of my fears & anger; in later years to humor & amuse my family. Mother of 1 daughter, 4 sons, 1 step-son, 8 grandchildren, 1 great grandson (2 more on the way; March & April) I married a wonderful man who taught me I am never too old to learn new things; learned to drive semi in my late 40's. Drove team for ten years all over USA & Canada. As of 2008, I’m age 60 & my husband is 66. Really miss the open road but health issues, forced us to safely tuck our trucking days on a shelf in memory lane.

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CONTENTS

Volume 14

Volume 15

Volume 16

Volume 17

Volume 18

Volume 19

Volume 20

Volume 21

Volume 22

Volume 23

Volume 24

Volume 25

Volume 26

Dedication

To my husband, Geoff who stepped into my life, bringing with him patience, love, understanding and peace. I shall always love and cherish you.

To my, warm, loving children and grandchildren. Each of you played a memorable role in my life, giving me the essence of deep thought along with love and pride in what each of you have accomplished and thereby inspiring me to write.

To my childhood friends, neighbors, and classmates Please believe how sorry I am; although I have made amends in my heart to you I ask and pray for your forgiveness! My loss has forever saddened me and my heart longs for what could have been.

Thank you to all my long ago friends of Bill W for helping shape me into a much better person than I could have done on my own. Today I realize I was plagued by every event which had taken place in my life. Things I was told I could not talk about, the things I had kept bottled up inside for all those years. You helped release them; showed me the paths to follow. I shall forever be in your debt.

To my family and friends who have come into my world over the past sixty years; I thank you for being my friend as well as helping me become who I am today. Without your friendship, understanding and love I could not have written about all the precious treasures I have received from you.

Thank you to all of you for being a part of my world. Cherish what you have as you may never know how long you may have it.

Join me through my tears

My fears, my struggles

Those inner battles that at

Times seemed to over-whelm

Me completely but know

Somehow I managed

To survive

That we can all be

Survivors if we but believe

And put our trust in faith

And the love and power

Of family and friends

These are the winning

Combinations which helped

Me achieve fulfillment

May you always be

So blessed

Cherish home and family

For they are what will

Bring you the most joy

Love them, one and all,

With all your heart and soul

It is my sincere desire

And hope

That each and every one

Of you find years

And years of reading enjoyment

As well as remembering

How much I loved each

And every one of you

That each word you see

On these pages reminds

You that I will always

Be a part of your future

Volume 14

sit back

enjoy the ride

feel exhilaration

excitement pride

LET—JUNE 2005

Let your mind relax

Let it unravel

Let it unwind

Let your body sag

Let it droop

Let it uncoil

Let peace filter in

Let stress evaporate

Let strength renew

RETROGRADE—OCT 2004

The months are flying by so fast

Soon Halloween will be long past

Can’t tell you where the time has gone

Didn’t have time to sing a song

You now have set up your display

More fantastic this year, I say

Such vast improvements you have made

Casts last years into retrograde

ANGER SPREE—NOV 2005

A little one

Has come undone

Now life is not fun

As to what is wrong

Is an unknown song

Been going on way too long

Maybe it is you and me

Happy were all three

Till our anger spree

Need to fix things up

Maybe a loving cup

Please give it a yup

NAMESAKE RECALL—AUG 2005

Years ago

Once knew

A little girl

Who lived

Across the way

Funny how time

Has flown by

After all these years

I suddenly recall

This day was special

Just for her

Oh my gosh no

You don’t say

On top of that

A namesake be

Yeah Marlene

Happy Birthday

LET HER RIP—JUNE 2005

Here’s today’s number one tip

Please do not give any lip

A small measure is a sip

If in the groove you are hip

Take the time to watch a clip

You should take a pleasure trip

Take care that you do not slip

Want to have fun, let her rip

Taste’s much better if you dip

Always have a ready quip

If your happy sing and skip

If you’re tired take a kip

Hear a subs audible pip

He commanded with a whip

Canada code us zip

SEEKING SOLACE—NOV 2005

In desperation; calling out

Crying tears of fear and sadness

So deep, so gut wrenching

Time seems to drag

Lasting an eternity

Days and weeks pass

But still nothing

No hope; drains

Lost in darkness

Seeking solace

Comfort

But where?

Where can I turn?

Who can I trust?

Please!

Someone!

Hear my pleas

TO THE CORE—JULY 2005

What’s a cog

Are you a cog

A cog in a wheel

Dynamic as steel

I’m betting you are

That you’ll go far

An asset of value

Both loyal and true

Honest to the core

Gives her best and more

Artistic in her own rite

In whom others find delight

Within her working world

Talents yet still unfurled

ESCALATE—AUG 2005

Another week has gone

So quickly but how

Can it be

This year will soon

Be at an end

As we are nearly

Half way through

The eighth month

Where did the

First seven go

Did they don wings

And fly away

Or did I escalate

Zipping through them

So fast that I

Missed enjoying

Each and every

One of them

NEVER SAY NEVER—JULY 2005

Take time to relax

Make time to visit

Keep preparations

Simple and easy

Don’t over extend

Never say never

Try not to exhaust

And play yourselves out

Always be yourself

Never put on airs

Drop heavy burdens

Like guilt and worry

So you can always

Live long be happy

ALRIGHT—JUNE 2004

Some days I just cannot write

Though I try with all my might

Could hope for some second sight

Wish I could fly like a kite

Though I am afraid of height

Puts me in an awful plight

It’s a veritable blight

Might help to eat a wee bite

Maybe background should be white

Should I face failure or fight?

Give poetry its last rite

Thoughts work much better at night

Please send me a guiding light

Views need a fresh insight

Move my desk to a new site

Helps to write backward, alright

Isn’t this an awful sight?

All my words are rhymed with tight

FIT SO WELL—JULY 2005

What is a poem, can you tell

Its words and thoughts that fit so well

Over two years they’ve never failed

Sadly of late they’ve been impaled

Through the years they have varied lots

With laughter, tears and various plots

But of late they have strayed away

Maybe cause momma needs to play

No matter what reason has been

Maybe they are back, thick as sin

Guess time will tell the next few weeks

As momma’s brain and mind doth speaks

JUST FOR YOU—JAN 2006

On this your very

Last day of work

For this week

I am sure

Many pleasures

You will seek

And if none to

Bring pleasure

Can be found

Then I know

You will be

Skipping around

But if that is

Not quite right

Just for you

Then I know

You will try to

Rest for a few

WELCOME BACK—AUG 2005

Welcome back

To work my dear

Bet the office

Gives a cheer

Surely they missed

Your sweet smile

Nothing like it

Does beguile

May take awhile

Getting in the groove

After a week off

You’re on the move

SMURF STYLE—FEB 2006

Yes it’s true

This one’s for you

Lined up neat

And oh so sweet

Today will see

Lots of glee

I see you smile

In Smurfing style

Never before

Can be more

Than what’s now

Think holy cow

Pleasures abound

On this go round

In a black gown

And jeweled crown

Paint the town red

Then off to bed

SOUGHT TO RIGHT—NOV 2005

Things aren’t always what they seem

Were they real or just a dream

Only those involved will know

Tensions might ease or may grow

But as each day filters in light

Truths galore are sought to right

True you may never ever glimpse

So tragic you will surely wince

We can only pray and hope

In time will learn to cope

But we will muddle through

Till soft colors tend to imbue

MUST BE OVERCOME—FEB 2006

Unforeseen obstacles

Must be overcome

Some days though

Sit and wonder how

Maybe with osmosis

By far the quickest

If I had the ability

Perhaps sheer will power

That too requires skill

Yes certainly strategy

Proceed in logical order

Now the hardest part

Virtue of patience

Combined with strength

Procures best results

Most plausible outcome

Surely least taxing

By far the easiest

END OF—SEPT 2005

Here we are again

At the end…

End of what

You may ask

My reply will be

The end is whatever

Where ever you are

At this point in time

End of a long day

Perhaps end of the week

Or of a work week

Maybe end of an era

Even end of a year

Or even worse yet

Can be end of… .

Oh no a vacation

ENJOY THE RIDE—FEB 2006

Cruising

On the highway

Or through life

Does not matter

Take your time

Enjoy the ride

Inhale deeply

Let it all in

Savor each

And every moment

You shall never

Journey this path again

Only once, just once

Can we partake of

This particular

Place in time

DID JET—AUG 2005

At Dinosaur Park we did sweat

Nasty bugs were a big threat

Being bit made us all fret

Did not help if we got wet

Forget ’bout casting a net

No don’t want them for a pet

Onward home we quickly did jet

Infected ears is all we get

If you want can go there yet

For the same treatment I suspect

RAH RAH RAH—SEPT 2005

I found it

It snuck right in

If you can believe it

It took me by surprise

For I never saw it coming

Although I know I should have

Guess must have been asleep

Or daydreaming or maybe

Not even in this world

You never can tell

But however you look at it

Was totally unaware

So now that I know that

You know that I know so

As we both know what

Each other does know

Then we can both say with

Absolute certainty

Go ahead shout it out

Make yourself heard

Yippee! Woot! Wowzers!

Rah! Rah! Rah! Friday’s here

BIG DAY—SEPT 2005

So today is a big day

First day of classes

Well informed I say

For this applies

To both Mel and Mike

Sure glad it’s you

Unquestionably not me

I’m past that stage

Fills me with glee

HOW DENSE I AM—SEPT 2005

Sometimes I’m so good

I even impress myself

Where would I be

If I did not know

Where I was

I might have

Been born a long

Long time ago

But at times I

Swear I was only

Born yesterday

Just can’t believe

At times how

Dense I am

Cannot see the trees

For the forest

And often times

Cannot see even

Past my own nose

Where I have been

What was I doing?

Guess no one

Will ever really know

SIT AND POUT—JULY 2005

The days have flown so quickly by

They’ve gone so fast, just wanna cry

Words and thoughts stuck back in time

Back when things only cost a dime

Have tried so hard to lure them out

They do think not just sit and pout

So cannot tell when they’ll arrive

Maybe they’ll slip through and survive

NEED PURE INSIGHT—FEB 2006

Words

Just so

Many words

And not

One of

Them has

Yet made

Much sense

Maybe

The morrow

They just might

But for now

They are a

Terrible fright

As yet

Have not

Seen the light

For a better write

What really need

Is pure insight

Surely without

Can only see

Darkest plight

ONE MOMENTO—JAN 2006

Ah, oh, no!

It just cannot be

But alas tis so

Look at the hour

Late it has grown

Endlessly toiled

Time slipped away

Now me is so sad

Really doth feel

Have let you down

So quickly I ask

Please do take

One momento

To say that you

Will try to forgive

CAST THINE EYES—FEB 2006

Today I will

Cast thine eyes

Upon life and

View it in a new

Appreciative light

Yeah tis true

For I know that

This day is mine

To do with as I

Deem to be right

It is my choice

Whether I make it

The best possible

Or to let it coast

In an orderly flight

ON DEAF EARS—OCT 2005

Disappointment

Lingers on

Silence upon

Deaf ears

Sadness deeply

Envelops

Bringing

Salty tears

CRY VIOLIN—FEB 2006

Extreme itchiness

Settled in

Thought aloud

Red bumpy skin

Yes I knew

Could not win

Wondered though

Where I’d been

An idiom

Brought a grin

Quickly gone

Like a fin

Maybe a shot

Of pure gin

Might improve

Things within

Causing me

Lots of chagrin

Night was short

Patience thin

Woke in despair

Cry violin

Soon ready for

The loony bin

GOOD OR BAD—FEB 2006

What you thinking

Right this second

Is it good or bad?

Maybe neither or

Just a tad

Or possibly

Your thoughts

Wander to spring

Can hardly wait

Anticipation sings

But no matter

What’s churning inside

As long as it flows

Will always know

You are alive

YOU WANT WHAT!—FEB 2006

Again

Is it possible

That you did

Say and truly

Thought; again

Yes I think

It’s very apt

White

Pure white

Cold

Shivers abound

Icy

Slip ‘n’ slide

What ya say

You want what!

For it to just

All go away

EGADS—AUG 2006

Are you not

Ever so glad

That I am mild

And not awfully bad

If that were the case

My life would be had

Would have no friends

They would all be mad

All would flee

Screaming egad

JUST A DAY—AUG 2005

Thursdays come

Thursdays go

Nothing special

They are just a day

Placed somewhere

In the middle

They do not really

Serve any valid

Or important purpose

They are just a day

Someone thought up

Same as Tuesdays

These two days

Have never achieved

Any form of recognition

They are just a day

Most probably

Way they will stay

When you think about it

Tis really quite sad

For they are nothing

They are just a day

INNER TRANSITION—JUNE 2006

This new month

Swept right in

May it seems

Quickly gone

It is official

June has arrived

Down to the last

Of this school year

Excitement mounts

Though nothing said

An inner transition

Anticipation

Positive vibes

Still

Can shed a tear

NOW YOU KNOW—JAN 2006

Staggered from bed

Played in the water

Donned new clothes

Drank that notable

Cup of coffee

Then gasped as I

Tried desperately

To open my mail

Frustration grew

As hours passed

Thought, oh crap

So now you know

Why the morning

Did not show

You a poem

Filled with

Delight

WINTERY BLUES—MAR 2006

Out to me car

Off to drive bus

Ornery weather

Miserable cuss

De wind she blew

Snow cross de road

Thought to meself

Soon will implode

Nothin’ but cold

Seeped thru me bones

Mumbled to meself

Subtle undertones

Somethin’ is wrong

Where’s de blasted heat

Windows froze up

A polar sheet

Called in 776

New polar express

What’s de matter?

Before I digress

In de background

Someone piped in

Turned off de valve

A winter’s sin

Rather quickly

Reached down

Cranked it back on

Helped ease me frown

Soon arrived

Hidden valley ski

Loaded de bus

Should be home free

Were not to be

Tried to pull out

Such heavy load

Needed more clout

So dat awful bus

Groaned and stalled

Caused riotous outburst

It truly enthralled

Back in de town

Tried division hill

Barely made it

First was de bill

Tumult was born

All way to de top

Laughter and jokes

Bus did not stop

At de school

Out they clamored

Kids and snowboards

Felt enamored

HU MOR—AUG 2006

Hu mor today

Hu mor morrow

Hu mor all gone

Hu mor hurray

A BIG DEAL—MAR 2006

Sure seem to be

Am at a loss

Today the words

Might as well toss

Cannot find

Nary a one

Poems today

Rare phenomenon

As you step out

The door today

Think of me

No word play

Makes you feel

Oh so sad

But mama dear

More than a tad

Don’t say never mind

Or utter whatever

It’s a big deal

You know better

Say it’s okay

Simply smile

For you know

Mama’s versatile

She’ll come back

Mighty strong

With lots of words

Many miles long

Hope you all

Find warmth inside

As you head out

On today’s ride

SIX HOUR BLAST—MAR 2006

Yesterday

Can’t be surpassed

Granddaughters two

What a blast

Six hours

Undreamed of

Given to me

Of joy and love

Little Jersey

So content

Must of been

Heaven sent

Big sisters love

Aria so sweet

Watched over her

Ever so neat

While Jersey slept

We did survive

The antics of

Madagascar live

All in all

Fabulous day

Me and my girls

Got to play

WICKED AS SIN—MAR 2006

Please believe me

Every day

A good morning

You’ll hear me say

Yes it is true

There’s no telling

How long it’s been

Since I learned spelling

Sit quietly

Do not stir

Make no sound

Hear it whir

Only live once

So do enjoy

No matter what

Be the real McCoy

Pleasures abound

Seek them out

Seize the moment

Scream and shout

Today as you

Step out your door

Don’t be timid

Nor hardcore

Step right up

Walk straight in

Buy an outfit

Wicked as sin

QUITE SURE—MAR 2006

Rarely did occur

Day was a blur

Only to her

Had chocolate liqueur

Up on Big Sur

Caused a stir

Ruffled her fur

Muttered grrr

Stop this whir

Be as