BLOWN AWAY

I'm gonna have lunch with

the sky. It's been way too

long since we got together.

I'll run downstairs through

hallways into bursts of blue.

Perhaps never return to work,

words, paper clips, bookshelves.

Who needs cash when there's

so much green grass to hoard?

Forget about food. I'll drink up

sunshine, nibbling juicy clouds.

O sky, you are my solar mate.

We will be faithful always.

Come home now...I will

never look at another. -

Joan McNerney's poetry has been included in numerous literary magazines such as Boston Review of the Arts, Kalliope, Mudfish, Spectrum and Word Thursdays. Four of her books have been published by fine literary presses. She has performed at the National Arts Club, State University of New York, Oneonta, McNay Art Institute and other distinguished venues.