Live Oak Boughs

Boughs build archways as tips
of trees touch each other.  What
was shaded green becomes
nocturnal shadow.  A
crescent moon hangs from
heaven.  Light tracing
foliage falls dropping
dusty deep upon ground.

Secrets lie inside the
edged shadow.  Animals
hide under darkness
resounding through night
as leaves rustle.
All changing except
this pattern of what
is now formed.

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Joan McNerney’s poetry has been included in numerous literary magazines such as Seven Circle Press, Dinner with the Muse, Camel Saloon Books on Blog,Blueline, Vine Leaves, Spectrum, and three Bright Spring Press Anthologies.  She has been nominated three times for Best of the Net. Four of her books have been published by fine literary presses.  She has recited her work at the National Arts Club, New York City, State University of New York, Oneonta, McNay Art Institute, San Antonio and other distinguished venues.  A recent reading was sponsored by the American Academy of Poetry.  Her latest title is Having Lunch with the Sky, A.P.D. Press, Albany, New York