Some Kind of Luck

There are days when I wonder if I shouldn’t have stayed in bed, days when
the rice catches on the bottom of the pot, I trip over a shoelace, cut my
finger while slicing onions … sound familiar?


I never knew
until my luck turned                      IMG_9587..4.23.13 graffitti
that I wore it
in rainbow colours
lasar beaming

a luck that opened
to green pastures
reached down
through tumbling water
and lifted onto rock

but the smiling lady
turned – and now rapids
run swift
rocks bruise
cars crash
and           in doubt
I question
even the clock


Frame and the McGuireFrame and The McGuire – for ages 8-13 … published by Tradewind Books available on Amazon or your local bookstore.

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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2 Responses to Some Kind of Luck

  1. oldpyjamas says:

    I loved this poem- and good timing for your birthday Happy belated! I hope this coming year is a great one for you- full of success and joy Love Diana

    Sent from my iPad


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