confetti pages by Joan McNerney
- Lost Dream - by Joan McNerney I am driving up a hillwithout name on anunnumbered highway.This road transforms intoa snake winding aroundcoiled on hair pin turns.At bottom of the inclinelies a dark village strangelyhushed with secrets.How black it is. How difficultto find that dream streetwhich I must discover.Exactly what I will exploreis unsure.… {more}
- Woods - by Joan McNerney Sliding through archesof elms sunshineyellow and warm as honey.Moss crawls over mudstonewhile squirrels skiparound tree stumps.Imagine to be a birdin blue wind pushingair through your wing.After the long rainpine trees bendingwith cones.Branches etch evening skyturning razzle dazzlepurple red citron.Leaves drop like butterfliesfilling the floor of forestwith crunchy… {more}
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