JOAN MCNERNEY

JOAN MCNERNEY

WINTER WATCH

Tangled…one ragged

leaf clings to the bough.

All day my windows

chatter like nervous teeth.

Stopping to see the

shape of a snowflake.

Came home just in time

for the first dizzy dance

of December flurries.

Crystals spin together in

joyful pirouette…a cool ballet.

Joan McNerney

BLUE YOUR EYES

Blue your eyes

this edge of snow

in silent sky.

Brown eyes soft

tree bark patterns as

yellow flicks

sparkle in wintry sun.

And now it seems

your eyes are green

green as spruce

turning to grey eyes

glancing across as if

from a mountainside.

Your eyes two violets

hidden beneath frost.

Close your eyes

as sleepless stars

glide through night

in aerial ballet.

Black coal eyes

glowing on fire

red flames leaping

out of eyes burning

blue your eyes.

Joan McNerney

WOODS

Sliding through arches

of elms sunshine

yellow and warm as honey.

Moss crawls over mudstone

while squirrels skip

around tree stumps.

Imagine to be a sea gull

in blue wind pushing

air through your wing.

After the long rain

pine trees bending

with cones.

Branches etch evening sky

turning razzle dazzle

purple red citron.

Leaves drop like butterflies

filling the floor of forest

with crunchy foliage.

See this snowy storm of

light quickly quietly

covering our moon tonight.

Long winters keep

greatcoats of frost

wrapped around our woods.

JOAN MCNERNEY

JOAN MCNERNEY’S poetry has been included in numerous literary magazines such as Seven Circle Press, Dinner with the Muse, Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze, Blueline, and Halcyon Days.  Three Bright Hills Press Anthologies, several Poppy Road Review Journals, and numerous Kind of A Hurricane Press Publications have accepted her work.  Her latest title is Having Lunch with the Sky and she has four Best of the Net nominations.