Dusk colours the uneven stairs.
I stand on the wooden steps and look around,
the distant sea hidden
behind ancient, towering trees.
I imagine waves
moving fishermen’s boats,
the smell of salmon and tuna
wrapped in seaweed.
Sushi restaurants abound
on the winding streets
of this port town,
tiny gems behind indigo curtains.
Now I climb
the steps two at a time.
At last, I reach the Shiogama Shrine
structures […]
An indigo sky pours moonbeams
over my naked body.
I soak in midnight baths,
avoid curious stares at my full breasts,
my desert dune hips, my olive skin.
The Mediterranean Sea in my bones
ripples as an unexpected body
sinks in the hot spring.
I glance at the folded skin.
Gomen nasai, a woman’s voice cracks.
She gets out quickly but I insist,
It’s okay. […]
Our life in this world
A boat rowing out to sea
leaves no trace behind.
~ Andrée Levie-Warrilow
“Poetry has been a way for me to make sense of events in my life. Published poems include 2 Honourable Mentions for poems submitted to the Dorothy Shoemaker Literary Awards Contest (chosen from entries across South Western Ontario), and a poem […]
and I am swooped back
to my mother’s garden
patched with sunlight:
rosemary, lavender and thyme
bee-stung with camomile
the small white flowers
of that Elizabethan herb
‘mignonette’, a name
to conjure dainty love
small secret kisses
demure eyes and smile
the dance of light
and a faint fragrance
a touch of petals
on my cheek
~ Joanna M. Weston
Joanna M. Weston has had poetry, reviews, and short stories published […]
wheels turn in rhythm
sounding crisp on hard-packed rocks
leaving town noises muted
while thundering water
rushes on ragged river stones
the falls
enticing
perilous if I lean to look
my balance precarious
on this new pink bike
bought in my seventieth year
the sun dapples leaf patterns
on my shoulders
a deer arches across the path
a dragon fly competes for best time
tree to tree
making me smile
a butterfly […]
