Thursday, January 8, 2015

A Poem by Joanna M. Weston


a lion hides
behind the walnut tree

his whiskers twitch
as I pull vetch
among the lettuces

will he pounce
take a bite?

I listen while
the lion watches
me in prayer

Joanna M. Weston is married, has two cats, multiple spiders, a herd of deer, and two derelict hen-houses.  Her middle-reader, "Those Blue Shoes," was published by Clarity House Press, and her poetry "A Summer Father," was published by Frontenac House of Calgary.  Her eBooks can be found at her blog: 

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