Winter Watch
Tangled…one ragged
leaf clings to the bough.
Stopping to see the
shape of a snowflake.
Winter storm warning…
headlights beam at noon.
Came home just in time
for the first dizzy dance
of artic flurries.
More amazing than
redwood forests...
your ice blue eyes.
Simmering soup fills my
kitchen with aromas.
All day my windows
chatter like nervous teeth.
Crystals spin together in
joyful pirouette…a cool ballet.
Joan McNerney’s poetry has been included in numerous literary magazines such as Camel Saloon, Seven Circle Press, Dinner with the Muse, Blueline, Spectrum, and included in Bright Hills Press, Kind of A Hurricane and Poppy Road Anthologies.
Very nice! I especially liked the "nervous teeth" thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteThank you but I am really ready for the February thaw!
ReplyDeleteHope arrives soon :)
DeleteJoan, your picturesque winter poem is lovely. I enjoyed the read. Thank you for sharing your talent with all of us here o Whispers.
ReplyDeleteCharlene
well done, Joan. . .
ReplyDeleteA great visual Joan - nicely written. Your expression certainly describes our weather here on the east coast this past month - still have 2 feet of snow on the ground here on Long Island...Rhoda
ReplyDeleteVisually enhancing and powerfully poetic. I really enjoyed this, Joan. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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Hi Joan...You've painted a pretty picture, love the "simmering soup" line, but I'm counting the days until spring arrives! Nice poem! ~Chris
ReplyDeleteHi Joan, I really like how you've captured the moments of waiting for the snowstorm to begin!
ReplyDeleteThank you all so much for your gracious comments. I really appreciate it.
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