Three Poems by Joan McNerney

Summer Solstice

Trees outline the
horizon in green lace.
Beneath boughs float
galaxies of blue bugs.

Listen to swish of
branches as cicadas
swell and swarm.
Hiding under shadow,
beating their wings,
hissing their mating calls.

Evening is coming . . .
the dawn of darkness.
We are suspended now
between light and shade.

Clouds rushing over heaven.
Sun drops from sky.
The air is fragrant with
sweet blooming jasmine
as star after star
sets nighttime on fire.


That summer I wanted to
take off all my clothes.
Be naked under the sun.
Tango all over warm grass,
so warm, warm.

Noontime perfumed berries
and lush grass. Beneath honey
locust through hushed woods
we found this spring,
a secret susurrus disco.

My feet began two-stepping
over slippery pebbles.
Threading soft water
the sun dresses us in
golden sequins.

Your hand reaches for me.


There are too many
clocks and not enough
time. I will take
and save this minute
for myself.

This minute
of mercury,
this swift night,
as sleepless stars
glide through
the sky in
aerial ballet.


Joan McNerney’s poetry has appeared in numerous literary zines such as Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze, Seven Circle Press, Dinner with the Muse, Blueline, Halcyon Days and is included in Bright Hills Press, Kind of a Hurricane Press and Poppy Road Review anthologies. She has been nominated four times for Best of the Net.

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