Butterfly by Joan McNerney

Wrapped in ashen clouds
pale shrouds of sadness.
Retracing each dimension of
my heart yet finding no refuge.
My head bent recounting
all the days of my life.
Lost in this blur, this landscape.
Where am I? Where can I go?
Wanting only one fine thought to
fill this empty haze of hours.
One fine contour, touch, tincture,
one fine tone to dim the noise.
Who stole my sparkling sky
leaving only memories?
What remains is only minute after
minute of more and more loss.
Always searching to find harbor in
oceans where waves rise to heaven.
Within deep quiet, small awakenings begin.
Fragile butterfly…radiant blue winging up up.


About the Author

Joan McNerney’s poetry is published worldwide in over thirty-five countries in numerous literary magazines. 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.com. A new title Light & Shadows has recently been released.



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