moonlight melds
our bodies together
bone to bone knitted
in threads of light
skin painted with sweat
and small stars
~ Joanna M. Weston
Joanna M. Weston has had poetry, reviews, and short stories published in anthologies and journals for twenty years. She has two middle-readers, The Willow Tree Girl and Those Blue Shoes; also A Summer Father, poetry, published by Frontenac […]
you walk into the bay
without a backward look
or word of goodbye
each wave captures
part of you
buries it in salt
sucks your skin
into the width of grey
and I watch you
do this last thing perfectly
taking each serene step
until your head
blurs, diminishes
and I hold a handful of sand
without you
~ Joanna M. Weston
Joanna M. Weston has had poetry, reviews, and short […]
on Granville Street Bridge
in the snow
caught a rainbow and swung out
over frills of water
lassoed a canoe
and paddled down False Creek
chanting Hallelujahs
to parading gulls
flags streaming from their feathers
she dropped the banjo overboard
went ashore to build a snow-gull
complete with lemon beak
and ice-cream claws
~ Joanna M. Weston
Joanna M. Weston M.A. Has had poetry, reviews, and short stories published […]
river runs under windtakes rock to the sea
wind blows over river lifts foam from the wave
silt moves through waterunder my hand to the sea
