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Poems by Joan McNerney

Wednesday, November 25, 2020

 I)    Autumn Notes

1.

Four sparkling maples

sashay in autumn winds.

dressed in yellow lace.

 

Half moon hiding in old

oak tree on top of hillside.

 

Children kicking up leaves

shouting while jumping

over mounds of foliage. 

 

2.

Bright leaves gleaming

in sunshine tumbling

through an Alice blue sky.

 

Carpets of red yellow brown

foliage unfurls before us.

 

Walking through trails of trees

becoming spellbound by

leafy giants towering over us.

 

3.

Morning light reveals

silhouettes of branches

against a dove grey sky.

 

Grab your coat and scarf.

Where are your gloves and hat?

 

Hurry, pick gardens of bright

vegetables. Time to cook

big pots of soup, yeasty breads.

 

4.

Dancing in joyous circles

ragtag russet leaves glow

under the noon day sun.

 

See them spin rustle-bustle

within a ring of singsong.

 

Listen to their shuffle

saying they will return soon

dressed in bright green.

 


 

II) Imagine

 

Imagine to be a bird

slicing air with wings.

 

Up up over that horizon

soaring through clouds

away from solemn earth.

 

Shining, shimmering 

far above this sphere

into  clear blue light.

 

Cutting through sky

gliding over oceans

eyes open all seeing.

 

Awake all day all night

brushing rushing

against the four winds.

 

Imagine to be a bird.

 


 

 

III) Thrift Shop

 

I descend clutching a

teetering banister to the

bowels of this holy place.

 

A sign welcomes me to

St. Mary’s Basement Boutique

where scent of unloved

clothing assaults me.

 

I finger grubby blouses

and skirts hanging limp

week after week unwanted.

 

Where is it? Hidden beneath

mounds of faded tee shirts?

Where is that swag I will

brag on for months?

 

At last I uncover something

beyond belief….a mohair sweater

snow white with pastel flowers.

A good fit, my prayer answered.

 

Retired ladies glance up.

They are volunteers filling

another empty afternoon.

 

The cashier consults her price list.

“One dollar” she says as I reply with

quick “thanks” fleeing blissfully.

 

When I get home, my bonanza

is baptized in cool water and suds

now reborn, lustrous and all mine.


About Joan McNerney 


Joan McNerney’s poetry is found in many literary magazines such as Seven Circle Press, Dinner with the Muse, Poet Warriors, Blueline, and Halcyon Days.  Four Bright Hills Press Anthologies, several Poppy Road Review Journals, and numerous Spectrum Publications have accepted her work.  Her latest title, The Muse In Miniature, is available on Amazon.com and Cyberwit.net.  She has four Best of the Net nominations. 

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