take the heat

lift my hand

run my feet

hit it

fit it

run  seconds

out hours

in wind

zip sky

up and out

take it in

a slow thought

down a dark river

where the song

melts in waves

and you’re the dream

floating

through my night

swaying

under stars

and back

to shift

through days

slip in

out again

—

Joanna M. Weston is married with 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 poetry, A Summer Father, published by Frontenac House of Calgary. Find her eBook, The Willow Tree Girl, at her blog: http://1960willowtree.wordpress.com