Chekhov Reverie
Fly, swift gull, across the sea, and leave me to my loneliness.
Wingspread soaring wide, enveloping fathoms of azure swell,
and etheric cloud, you reach pacific escape that I cannot.
Mesmerized, I follow your swirling sky path; my haunted
memory eyes wind into your dives and turns, my shattered dreams
caught and broken within twisted rock and jagged foam.
An autumn moon emerges as your light-feathers fall, glittering,
shafts of translucent, delicate, quill-bone shattering past love promises
as dreams fragment into faded, fragile shells upon the abandoned shore.
A Florida-based writer, Marcy McNally’s extensive communications career includes award-
winning, international advertising, public relations, and marketing campaigns. Her poetry,
short stories, and articles have appeared in numerous print and online publications. One
of Marcy’s recent poems, “Homeless,” was selected by Vagabond Press, EXTREME Anthology,
released in October 2018.
