Angel by Joan McNerney

Angel

I want to make an angel

in the snow though I am

old for that sort of thing.

That is something I have

never done.  A woman from

Vermont told me about it.

Nobody made slush angels

in Brooklyn…unheard of…

with no meadows to angel in.

We just threw hard packed

snowballs at each other 

sliding over icy streets.

Now I will take my pick

of snow.  Find a perfect

field of that lush white stuff.

I will lay down on a cool bed

flapping my arms up and down

to make sacred patterns.

Yes, I will angel away

over and over until finally

I fly off to heaven.

Want to wing it with me?

Joan McNerney’s poetry has been included in numerous literary magazines such as Seven Circle Press, Dinner with the Muse, Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze, Blueline, and Halcyon Days.  Three Bright Hills Press Anthologies, several Poppy Road Review Journals, and numerous Kind of A Hurricane Press Publications have accepted her work.  Her latest title is Having Lunch with the Sky and she has four Best of the Net nominations. 

Read more poetry by Joan McNerney here.