Frozen
written by: Joan McNerney
We simply exist under a metallic
sky of ten degrees Fahrenheit
breaking weather records and limbs.
The frigid bus on the frosty street
full of frozen people I’ll never meet.
A saccharine smile on an arctic face,
an icy billboard is in its place.
All day gray, frozen Hudson River.
This beast of winter wears a hoary head
as ugly as sin and twice as strong.
The cold bus on the wintry street
full of icy people I’ll never meet.
A saccharine smile on a bitter face,
the chilly billboard is in its place.
Dynamiting reservoirs for drinking water.
Power lines down, highways split in two.
Winds, snow, ice, freezing rain, cold, cold, cold.
Traffic hushed…we need to rest now.
Joan McNerney has been the recipient of three scholarships. She has recited her work at the National Arts Club, New York City, State University of New York, Oneonta, McNay Art Institute, San Antonio and the University of Houston, Texas. Published worldwide in over thirty five countries, her work has appeared in literary publications too numerous to mention. Four Best of the Net nominations have been awarded to her. The Muse in Miniature, Love Poems for Michael and At Work are available on Amazon. A new release entitled Light & Shadow explores the recent historic COVID pandemic.
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