Poetry is nearer to vital truth than history ~ Plato

Tuesday, May 19, 2015


The loons were content to swim beside us. 
Camera shy, they dove below the black water waves if our lens came too close. 
We never knew where they would resurface.

The gulls perched on rocky shelves, ready to soar if we dared to invade, deep into the clouds that danced low upon the water.

Even the sun played hard to get. Glinting upon the waves stirred by an unsuspecting wind. Driftwood fingers pointed, as though issuing a silent warning for us to return from where we came.

Natasha Head

Friday, May 15, 2015

TGIF ~ A New Season at the Creative Nexus Cafe

On Sunday, May 24th, The Creative Nexus Cafe will be returning to BlogTalk Radio with brand new episodes.

Join myself, along with Roger, Susie and Matt as we get together to catch up, talk creativity, and share music and spoken word from the world over.

It's been a long winter since we last recorded, but this new dawning of the Nexus promises to engage, enlighten and excite.  As always, you're invited to join the conversation. The broadcast is live, and the chat room is open.

We look forward to having you join us, as the next chapter unfolds.

The Creative Nexus on blog talk radio can be found here.  As always, The Nexus is people powered. We rely on good folks like yourselves to help us spread the word.  Please feel free to like, share and follow along as Roger readies the studio, and we prepare the season opener.

Friday, May 8, 2015

On Leaving Alberta

I could feel home calling
closer than she had been in over a year.
I needed no road signs,
no tourist traps
to feel the pull of the sea
that for so long
had been a part of me.
I coughed the prairie dust from my lungs
as flatlands
turned to mountains.
Kicked the mud of the muskeg
from my mukluks 
and kissed the aurora borealis 
as her dancing lights faded
in my rear view.

Natasha Head

TGIF ~ Campfire Season

Though we've yet to light the first log, I can already smell the smoke and inspiration that comes with a good campfire.

Stories, conversation, cold drinks and hot marshmallows. Who doesn't love the setting,even if a summer breeze blows the smoke in your eyes.

This will be my first summer in Ontario. Already, the roads have revealed to me awesome spots to hunker down next to a good fire.  The lakes have opened, the insects are buzzing and the plant life is blooming.  I may have sacrificed the northern lights, but nothing speaks to me like ancient, towering pines and forests that smell like home. From here...home is just a road-trip away, and I can't wait to plan it round the fire.

Until next time...