This week’s Their Stories postings are both poems by the same person: Whitby native Freda Jepson. Freda submitted 5 poems, despite the limit of 2 submissions. She dropped them off in person, and her enthusiasm for the project was contagious. It’s always nice to see someone take an idea and run with it!
Freda Jepson received Honourable Mention for her poem Night Train. It, and one other submission, is included in the exhibition. Be sure to see them in person!
Portrait # 8 (above)
Jenny’s Dream
Before the day broke forth
with forty thieving winks to go,
I dreamed a dream.
A happiness dream it was;
Where I, a young girl,
looked up at the skky and
twirled a twirl.
My curls were bobbing
and heart a-throbbing
with happy beat.
For no certain reason
but that the season
caused my joy and
my skipping feet
And I made miniature
crop circles in the grass.
By: Freda Jepson
Portrait # 1
Unidentified Portrait from the Thomas Bouckley Collection. Collection of The Robert McLaughlin Gallery.
The Writer
I will maintain my defiance
Allowing a runaway mind to
Seek out infinite realities.
No woeful citizen of a
Humdrum world, but
A resident of a wonderland
Rewriting my story.
Each chapter opens with
Creative dreams,
Opportunities occur on
Every page
Possibilities hide behind
Paragraphs, and
Laughter peeks from
Between the words.
By: Freda Jepson
