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. Four 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.
It’s Sunday
Your laughter
comes in cascades when
I toss your curly hair
tickling those big ears
with long blades of grass.
We stop at the lake startling
frogs just before they leap
away. Listen to squirrels brush
over carpets of crunchy leaves.
You turn to hold me, hold me
hurry it’s late. Pink clouds ribbon
heaven and I want your arms
around me forever.
Green Rain
I woke up
looked out
my window
and saw green
pouring down.
Trees cascading
over emerald grass.
This noon
swollen wet
bursting water.
Now even heaven
is tinted jade
as birds linger
under branches
listening.
This Evening
Becomes starry sapphire
as chimes tap against
our windowpane.
Sea gulls rise in
flight over rooftops.
Winds wrapping around
trees tossing leaves.
The court yard is full of
aromas from dinnertime.
Shadows growing longer
each minute. Lights go
on and I wait for you.