On Friday next week, Remembrance Day, we will remember those who died in war. My poems for this week and next are taken from my book ‘A Summer Father’ in which I remember my father who died in Normandy on June 26, 1944.
BLOWN POEMS
sand blows
through his poems
hiding the grey-faced men 
who build roads
only to lose them
under storms
tornadoes of sand
take tents and men
into the screaming sky
pass and leave silence
empty my father
who wrote in sand
waiting for wind
to carry the words
from ‘A Summer Father’ published by Frontenac House, 2006.
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About Joanna M. Weston
Born in England, she is now living in Shawnigan Lake, BC. She is married to Robert, an accountant, and they have three sons,
Andrew
Jon
Mark
... and two cats, Alice and Chaucer.
Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more...
Clarity House Press has published several of her chapbooks including:
Berry and the Birthday Band (2010)
One of These Little Ones (1987) – out of print
Cuernavaca Diary (1990) – out of print
Seasons (1993) – out of print
Watch-night (2005) – out of print
Great post today thanks. I enjoyed reading it very much.
Feel Free to Share this wonderful poem with everyone:
– A River of Time –
Glad you liked it. I share with poem whenever and wherever possible. Have a good day.
Joanna