Nela my hippie friend

Once there was a Lapwing’s Flight

by Nela Once there was the sunlight and my life was just a word, Dancing lightly on willow leaves and trilling like a bird. I conceived of his reality as salt on ocean breeze As it shattered in the summer... Read more

Logging Camp 1962-3

The Tree

The logging camp had the policy that we worked for 10 days and got 4 days off. The crew would all leave to let off steam, and it saved on air travel. I had no-where to go and Vancouver was... Read more

Logging Camp 1962-3

The Jam at the Flume

In 1962-63 at a logging camp in Northern B.C., we transported logs from the lake to a river via a ¼ mile flume. The dam by the lake was opened, and the logs pushed down. My job was to watch... Read more


Your dad

By Bryan Sanctuary 1967 When you were very young and small And opened up your mind, You saw the gentle loving face Of your dad, and his smile was kind. He picked you up and bounced you With strong and... Read more


Standing on the shore

By Bryan Sanctuary 1966 Suppose you stand upon a shore Across the sea of time, I’ll cross and come up to your side, And take your hand in mine. I So often when your nearness comes And I remember all,... Read more


Rattling twigs

By Bryan Sanctuary February 1st, 1967 When the rain beats down and I feel depressed And the sky is grey, and the walls are drab, Out of my window bare twigs rattle As if my thoughts are loose in my... Read more

High School 1962-3

The Inquisition Coffee House

(Note: on Seymore Street in Vancouver in the sixties there was a coffee house called The Inquisition. It was owned by Howie Bateman, and they had old folk singers from the depression era come. Sonny Terry and Brownie McGee were... Read more

High School 1962-3


By Bryan Sanctuary age 18 1963 Physics be blasted, chemistry too, What do I care if blue is blue, Or red is purple under blue light Or is that wrong, I’m never right Who cares for maths, quadratics and squares,... Read more

High School 1962-3

Talking eyes

By Bryan Sanctuary (1963) “So love me please” she said With sweet soft eyes And a tilt of her head; With soft still lips That held my heart in a grip As she stood in the shade We met in... Read more

High School 1962-3

Summer Strength

By Bryan Sanctuary (1963) So little time it seems to me Since last I saw you soil. And held your moisture in my hand To cool me as I toil. So soon the year come ‘round again, The time to... Read more

Bryan's Blogs, songs and science

I started this blog in January of 2022. My old blogs are still available from the pull-down menu above. I stopped blogging for some time, but now will be back.

It is a time for change