A Classic Mistake

September. School’s in. Organization meetings start up. In other words, serious busyness begins, no more relaxed painting on the back deck … But that’s no reason to forget about the fun, silly, side of life …



I’m sorry about the tiger                                                  Tiger
I put through your mail box
sorry she ate your dog

she was on sale at the local flea market
the owner found her under a lamp post
late one night licking a sore paw

the salesman had such a nice face
seemed to care about the kind of home
I would give the tiger

I told him you like parakeets and mice
keep regular hours and like to walk
your animals in the park on Sundays

I should have made sure she was tame
and wouldn’t eat your cousin
or claw the frescoes in the hall

I should have introduced you properly
not slid her in like that
without saying ‘Happy Birthday’


‘Tiger’ by Kennedy Banning


A Summer Father … poems as deceptively simple and cunning as a sniper’s bullet. This book is a Remembrance Day poppy. Dave Margoshes

About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she lives in British Columbia. She is married with three sons, 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...
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