July Online Open Mic
Joan McNerney brings us the perfect poetry for these warm summer days! So, grab your iced drink of choice, find some shade, and add read her excellent work below!
White Heat
This dry moment
we lay in sweat beds.
Limp flowers turned
into themselves.
Lightning scorches
skies with hot zigzags.
Will it ever rain, when
will cicadas be silent?
Memories of a white room
burning pains…shunts, stains.
A bottle bursts filling the
sidewalk with rancid beer.
Throat of bird
swollen, screaming.
Joan McNerney
“A” train
brassy blue
electric
bleeds upon rails.
blue, white flashes
leap forward.
they move, they move
constantly they move.
close your eyes
watch points
like stars
think now
how insignificant
you are
compared to train
speaking for itself
stars known
in no language
shooting
thru
tiger’s eyes
brain in
constant action
reaction
to what we do not know
plans of distant stars
galaxies floating by as
“A” train
silver worm
bursting through
big belly
of city
Joan McNerney
tumbling
through time as
I lay thinking always
remembering
how this crapshoot of life
crushed my dreams spinning
me into an unlikely comedy
listening to a busy world
trains, ships, planes,
never ending hiss of cars
revved up motorcycles
loud televisions, shouts,
radios, alarms, sirens
shifting memories
over in my mind trying
to find some pattern
finally night, long, deep
and black covers me with
blankets of forgetfulness
Author:
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.
