Falling by Joan McNerney

On a steel car looking out my

window. How many times will

this bullet train spin off rail?

How many times must I ride

that dark horse called nightmare? 

In air off course tumbling down falling. 

Dangling on thick utility cables

over edge, through trees into lights,

crashing fast against buildings. 

Now flying through space.

Careening in pitch black night,

my silver train shattering glass falling.

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 Spectrum.  Three Bright Hills Press Anthologies, several Poppy Road Review Journals, and numerous Kind of A Hurricane Press Publications has accepted her work.  Her latest title is Having Lunch with the Sky and she has four e-books.  She has been nominated three times for Best of the Net.