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by Joan McNerney
A cup of coffee
warm fat pancakes bubbling up
my haiku breakfast.
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Try to catch the wind.
Count the ripples in the sea.
Become a child again.
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Shy autumnal bird
did you brush against the moon
to get that pale down?
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Winds sway maple trees
leaves drop like butterflies
falling to the warm earth.
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What discus player
threw a tangerine moon on
top of Fourteenth Street?
Listen to: Autumn Poetry by Joan McNerney
by Joan McNerney
Hallow mouth of the moon.
Clouds cross forming
an airy handkerchief.
Luncheon by the lake.
How lucky we are to have
such a large finger bowl.
Summer evening.
Sun and moon share the sky in
perfect symmetry.
Splash.
One word in
oceans of sound.
Who threw a ladle full
of moonbeams on my
celery green grass?
Inquisitive…
the gingersnap cat stares as
I get undressed.
Today’s work is done.
The sun fell from the sky
for a bowl of stars.
Black and white kitten
lying under clothesline in
soft circles of sleep.
Calculating….
a fish leaps to capture
bite of heaven.