Author: Wendy Welk

Wendy Welk was born in Alberta, Canada and spent her formative years stargazing and joyfully playing in the snow. Wendy's poems have appeared in newspapers and magazines. She lives with her son and is still a fan of snow!

Crime Victim

November 5th, 2018, 9:01 am

Crime Victim Head bent downwards Thumbs furiously twitching Intently ...

While Judges Sneer

September 5th, 2018, 8:55 am

While Judges Sneer The man in solitary sits alone ...

Hey! Lady with the Big Hair

July 4th, 2018, 9:00 am

Young children have a unique way of looking at ...

David is a Giant

May 2nd, 2018, 8:59 am

David is a Giant David is a hero A ...

Coffeehouse Conversion

March 5th, 2018, 9:10 am

Coffeehouse Conversion I retreat my reality and leave ...

His Face

March 5th, 2018, 9:00 am

His Face As glorious spring shyly approaches, I can’t ...

Laura Fedora

January 4th, 2018, 9:03 am

I sure wrote silly poems when my son was ...

In the Eye of the Storm

November 1st, 2017, 11:00 am

across the Prairie surface of my mind...

Tunnel Vision

September 6th, 2017, 8:55 am

"Judge not, that ye be not judged." (Matthew 7:1, ...

Conscious Revelation

July 1st, 2017, 9:04 am

The fears still smolder...