Heron lives in Victoria on Vancouver Island, British Columbia.
Though full of prairie blood she has always lived on the west
Since semi-retiring from family counseling, fellow poets have
encouraged her to take her writing more seriously. She has previously
been published in a number of retreat chapbooks edited by Patrick
Lane and in two anthologies: The Murder of Crones, Ptarmigan
Press, 2007 and recently in The Wild Weathers, an anthology
of love poems, Leaf Press, 2011. She is currently working on her
After an Evening Snooze by the Window
How the sun fools around with hope.
In broad daylight. Regardless of wind,
the sweeps of rain blowing in from sea,
reports of hail, early, on the prairies.
How the black storms of Easter cannot
deter what is determined to rise. And silver
shafts on the horizon, though cold, leave
bold promises at nightfall. I believe
the star magnolia will bloom after all,
and tulips find their colour in the yard.
The purple finch returns to the feeder
and only a fool would not be glad.