Shannon Harney Poems
|1.||A Crayon's Conspiracy||8/27/2015|
|2.||A Novel Of Mind||8/27/2015|
|5.||A Summer's Timing||8/27/2015|
|10.||To Observe A Humor||8/27/2015|
|11.||A Seaman's Curse||9/2/2015|
|12.||Somewhere In The Desert||11/17/2015|
|16.||Drive Me Drunk||2/9/2016|
|20.||A Welcome Friendship||8/27/2015|
|21.||A New Moon||8/27/2015|
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A New Moon
Rain falls like poetry.
The syllable of a droplet
Announced on the space
Where my hands should be.
There is an intrusive light
From the gutter below
Allowing me to outline
The moment you look away.
We've walked this road
For no reason;
This rancid road
that lures our feet
In different directions.
Walking home in a concrete canyon
Four Feet find a girl,
nearly tripping over her arms.
Her arms are stretched far and thin;
one arm leads behind gated graffiti
one arm leads behind a temple of secrecy.
The graffiti averts her eyes
while priests whisper lascivious lies.
She is told she knows not what she knows.