July
written by: Joan McNerney
This sun is a giant beach ball
and we can play all day.
Waters creep over my feet.
Should I stand shivering
or go swim? Lose my footprint?
Off I run, falling over myself,
a mug of salty cider. This
wave an insecure bed. Seaweed
pillow. Carried by moon to
an abyss.
The floor of my sea mansion is
not tidy. I shall have sponges
for lunch. Ride with seahorses
perhaps.
On the far shore, my lover
smiles, kiss of surf.
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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