A Selection of Poems

And, I quote Hafiz, I lean as close to you 

with my words as I can


You are far from me, my eyes starve to see

the fold of your long body, legs crossed, lazing in your chair

the grace of your almond fingers on my oh-so-pale skin.


You are far from me, I pen silken words to caress

your hesitations, soothe your injuries

to lure you over immune, adamant miles.


You are far from me, my loneliness catches

on the edge of your photo laughing with your son,

father and son wearing white, loving each other.


You are far from me, I dance alone

to the memento of your laughter surprised by

this dirty life’s astonishing pleasure


You are far from me, I can only embrace you with words

can only taste your love in memories, caress

a bitter pleasure listening to your deep half laughing voice,

'What’s up, Moons?'

Sharon Lopez Mooney, “And, I quote Hafiz, I lean as close to you with my

words as I can”, From Muddy River Poetry Review, ed., Zvi A. Sesling,

MRPR # 23,  FALL 2020, Brookline, MA  

Swimming the tide


The bahia had a personality today

I swam in the humid afternoon

Alone just bobbing up and down, lazy

The sea on the other hand

Was what workshop leaders call assertive

The waves of the afternoon’s incoming tide

Laid full up against my upright body

Pushing me softly and swiftly

Along the edge of my dock


Usually I can dreamily stroke through water

And keep face to face with the ladder

But today he was in the mood to claim me

Not just to move me out of the way

Dowsing like the wakes of passing boats

But like someone bigger who

Knows his power and uses it

To take me with him or

Makes me fight to get back my berth


Not a wiggler or swimmer beneath his surface

Clear for at least twelve feet down

The bahia was alive with being

Flowing, rolling, pushing forward into nowhere

Alive with lustiness to overpower me

Like a trusted lover’s insistent seducing

I turned my face down to his wet countenance

And laughed into his potent swell

Moving me out of my safe spot

Sharon Lopez Mooney, ‘Swimming the Tide’, in Songs to the Sun, a poetry anthology, ed. Kevin Watt, 2019, San Bernardino, CA, pp. 142-43

Sacred Services

Sharon Lopez Mooney, published poet, Interfaith Minister, spiritual coach

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