Winter in New England by Joan McNerney

Night drops like a hammer.

All day sludge grey snow,

slivers of ice.   Fear of falling

on paths covered with snow.

Night drops like a hammer

Driving through white outs

listening as the car motor

wheezes while climbing hills. 

Night drops like a hammer.

Home now with only my

strength, my silence and

no trace of blue in the sky.

Joan McNerney’s poetry has been included in numerous literary zines such as Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze, Seven Circle Press, Dinner with the Muse, Blueline, Halcyon Days and included in Bright Hills Press, Kind of A Hurricane Press and Poppy Road Review anthologies. She has been nominated four times for Best of the Net.