WORK from April to June 2012 ... the "OCCUPY YOUR MEMORY" SHORT STORIES and POEMS
jumpstarted at the DEER PARK INSTITUTE - BIR HP INDIA April2012

"Poems from Restless Hearts" is poetry and fiction
written by Peter Gillies and associated creative folks since 1997 including ...


Extensive co-authoring by and RAW material from Margaret Barker
Memory occupation from Janet Thomas, poetic justice from Naya Kee and rhythmic therapy from Christine Zeindler
Inspirational contributions from Nancy Barker, Phil Barker, Isabella Mori, Jody Nassr, Gisèle Gilfillan, Wahl and ?

The inexpensive smile
spring 2002

Inspiration: family, friends, the big assets- thanks all!


No luxury denied (020104)
Linney needs encouragement to take a break from work

go home
stretch out
take a trip
reroute

get off your feet
give your pillow a punch
tuck yourself in
and get up for lunch

Ah love (020109)
Helen’s son james brings home la premiere amie du coeur

Tongue and nose
in metal pose
the chance to kiss
a different rose

new medicine or old (020109)
mom becomes a patient at the family medicine clinic

the intern’s young
and listens well
with "quality of life"
she casts her spell

but morphine’s still
a step away
?the saviour for a rainy say
?the hand a doctor’s taught to play.

Diagonal In the intersection (020125)
Sandra send me a birthday greeting with tales of vancouver snow

cars coming backwards
down the hill

a bus on the sidewalk
against its will

snow needs shoveling
twice a day

everybody's asking
"how long will it stay"

slipypy (020130)

the roads are slippy
It's snowing big flakes.
the bed's toasty warm
and sleeps the norm
for heaven sakes

nuts in the shell of life (020207)

i've learned …

that the feet of an elderly person
fall asleep in your arms

and a gift from a child
needs a friend to act goofy

and the block on summer nights
gets to the end faster.

and money doesn't make life's hard shell
all in one day.

and

That life is tough, but

a smile is an inexpensive way
to choose your newly born grandchild

though the top of the mountain occurs
all the way down to the last

Away with words (020216)

I got a way, of knowin everything
I gotta say, the very last word
But if you’ll play along for just a little while
It won’t be long, until its absurd, and you’ll have observed
a friend

I need a chance, to make a dialogue
I’ll change my pants, and maybe sound less fat
But if you’ll talk it up for just a little while
Soon enough, I’ll purr like a cat, and you’ll know that
I care

Refrain 1:
I start to push, and you push back
I say its "white", but I only hear "black"
It takes a day or more, to put pride on the floor, and say "I adore
your voice"

I hear myself shout, I need to validate
I’m fumbling about, on two right feet
But if you read between the lines a little while
Pas longtemps, peut’etre toute suite, je vous invite
a dancer

Refrain 2
I’ll wanna lead, but so will you
Its not a job, that’s made for two
It takes a change of heart, for me to re-start, and live the art
Of love
It takes day or four, to put pride out the door, and say "I’m here for
you."
Pas longtemps, peut’etre toute suite, and I’ll have to eat
My words

Did you? (020220)
Margaret offers me gifts

"Did you smell the trees today"
She sensed
Then I saw the door

"Did you know they cloned a cat"
She offered
And I learned much more

"Did you like the birthday cake"
She asked
At 49 I soar

"Did you take you happiness pill"
She wondered
And that I love her for

Benny’s eggs (020228)
Sister in law chris leads the planning for the annual easter festivities in the 1000 islands

all i want is a room somewhere
and well done eggs without a hair
i'd like a hottub
but to be fair
i'll take beans and biere
on tupperware

What took you so long (020301 chris zeindler)

I'll have mine hard not runny
Only delivered by a male bunny
Biere you say?
Oh! what a day
God-damn I think I'm funny..

Bring your own bunnies (020301)

you are an artiste
in your own mind
you'll bring the bunnies
in something fine
to hop around
while we share a pine
t

First to perform (020311)

we must eat
to stay alive
we must drink
unless we drive
hold the salt
adhere to KISS
use the outhouse
when we piss.

No bitin (chris ziendler)

Thanks for the rhyme
it came just in time
'cause I'm feelin' quite blue,
and I don't know what to do.

Our turn to be fightin'
so far there's no bitin'
We are in quite a rut
and I'm sick in my gut
maybe it's time to move to a hut?

Rooted or rutted (030312)

life in a hut
might be a big treat
if one was a squirrel
or a monk on retreat

life in a rut
isn't very much fun
for a coupla birdies
that a sharin a bun

or a pair of petunias
that are wrapped in the sun.

though their heads they may butt
their roots they won't cut.

silence stoned (020305)
more words to eat

I said some nasty words
And the ensuring silence stoned
But it hurts you more than me
Cause anger can’t be cloned
It needs to ember slow

Supportive (030318)

you "need to be supportive"
is the wisdom for the day.

you need to listen to the
"yahadedadadaablblbaablblaaburbble"
that i say

just wait for friday beer time
to serve up compromise
on a tray

bushspokenly (030315 janet kee)

My dear:
This is Bush speak is truly funny.
Thank you for your warm wind message.
I have heard that your mother has not been well..how is it all?
Sorry to hear of exman disputations.
Cold spring here happeing.
Feeling you most fondly.
love, j

hyer pyer (030316)

thanks for your bushspokenwarmly words
like a pantleg in the toolbooth of opportunity
your wind take wing to a higher pie
making exman disputations freeze
like a cold spring hap peeing

past over for a Miss Underestimated Handshake

felt fondly
like the question
rarely asked

a higher pie (030317 janet kee)

your words
like persian cat hair on the couch of consciousness
settle in and cling
heedless of breezes
inspiring rippling chuckles.

Their fullfillment (030318)

you look good
though friends are bare

and when they're tailored
the world may stare

at your fullfillment
and how you care

to raise the pie
to grow the share

friends bear (030322 janet kee)

you mix the poems
so fine and higher,
only connect
is all.
----
pit bull's pant
elvis rant
possible fulfillment
flows from bare friends
graces.

Bare in grace (030323)

bare friends in grace
seek sainthood -
and a trace
of the fine elvis rant
to smile their face

hangin (030324)

hanging in
there now
needs hugs
not big plugs
which stop the shit
from flowing

medical marijuana (030315)

the logic
is quite simple …

if no one is smoking
medical marijuana
then its clearly NOT
medical marijuana

if some are smoking
medical marijuana
then it COULD BE
medical marijuana

if both of us - officer - are smoking
medical marijuana
then WHAT ELSE COULD IT BE but
medical marijuana

well you might want to test it
before you arrest it

you might wanna sniff around
before you purchase a pound

you could be lookin over
a four leaf clover

you could compromise the high
and get recruited as a spy

for medical marijuana

WHAT ELSE COULD IT BE but
Medical marijuana

How’d you get your prescription
Without some encryption

How’d you fit with "research"
Did you become a church

I’ve inhaled lots of hot air
I’ve reiterated "I care"
I’ve been constipated and it wasn’t fair
But that I mitigated with a golden bear

With some medical marijuana

IT COULD have BEen
Medical marijuana

It pays to be skeptical
Until you have a puff
Don’t judge yourself too critical
Until you’ve had enough

Don’t fill yourself
Or piss yourself
Or dish yourself
A dirty deal
Go down

Don’t risk another round

If its clearly NOT
Medical marijuana

Easter dinner (020327)

eat a goat
for easter dinner

in case the bunny
has gotten thinner

or jesus christ
descends a winner

the guru says (020328)
sister in law chris is learning how to walk

the guru says
put one foot down

and then the other
should swing around

and be in front
for just a sec

any longer and
you'll break your neck

not whenever (030301
larry and I commiserate that our mom’s have little control over bedtime

moms are tucked in
but its not their time
the nurse's watch
will do just fine

Pitbulls on the pantleg of freedom (janet kee 020425)

from this pale place
to your bare face
greetings in
spring time
rhythms.

Elvis congregated.
Celebrated
elvison's
immiment decampment to climes
afar.
she is a pitbull on the pantleg
of freedom.

Grooves abounded,
special wontoning,
shanghai noodling,
yumyums.

In my bare face (020604)

though grooves abound
and tunes are found
among the notes at random

the shangai noodle
no diamond poodle
can work the sticks in tandem

and starve your granny fandom

no plumbers grip (Giselle gilfillan 020611)
waiting for the roofers

the rain is pelting
the morning sky grey
roofers wait and fret
not knowing what day

might be the one
after all...
they need to get a grip!!
(unlike plumbers!)

warned (020618)
heading to chris and phil’s in yul for st jean baptiste day

you told me once
and said it again
friday nite's face
may hint at rain
but fuck the drops
the bourbon stops
here

all right Friday (Chris zeindler)
tunin up

I want it sung
on Friday night
Don't forget the guitar
while packing the car
Then it will be, ALL RIGHT

Missing aunts
Getting nostalgick

heah i can sing
you can dance
phil can sport
his favourite pants
let's drink enough
to miss the aunts

either way
getting thristy

tabernoosh
tabernack
either way
i'm set to snack
on st jean's day
there'll be no lack
of cocks with tails
or six with packs

fristfrench (chris zeindler)

on y va celebrer
ca va comme ca
que nous partier

jumpin in (020704 Chris zeindler)

Once you jump in,
you stop reacting
to the noise around
and enjoy instead
the calm you've found

no fear (020705 phil barker)

sore bum - how come?
new plan - listen man

on your head but not in bed
don't sit (or shit)

do walk but don't squawk
drink beer without fear

with what you've got, laugh a lot
feel better with my letter?

Lick no fear (020706)

i don't have to sit
to take that shit
when i got a behind
thats worth a gold mine
to the nurse that's eager to prick me

i'm hearin ya man
while waving the fan
that's fighten the heat
from my ass to my feet
and coolin my urge to kick me

i'm not afraid to drink beer
but it seems a tad queer
that a bat would prefer to lick ME

bat bum (020707 nancy barker)

a bat, no fun, an aching bum
no need to show
a bite mark: No!
'twas just a kiss
from batty lips
to force your bum to numb

a bat, your bed, enough was said
to raise the fear
a virus near
no pain, no gain,
your life is dear
A frozen bat, but you're still here!

no doubt no rabies lingered there
you'll rue the day
that made you say
"there was a bat..."
"hey, I read about that"
and now, a sore posterior!

Copyright Notice © 2002 Peter Gillies, Janet Kee, Chris Zeindler, Phil Barker, Nancy Barker. Gisèle Gilfillan