LET ME

LET ME
Lord, let me be the kind of person
who holds Ruby Bridges’ hand
To offer my seat to Rosa Parks
To shelter Ann Frank
To step in front of a baton
meant to beat an old Jewish woman
in 1939
Let me walk with Dr. King
and hold up my arms
at the dying of a student
at Kent State
Let me do more than hope
Let me do more than wish
Let me do more
Let me
Let me be the change.

Kathy Keogh

 

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SLAMMED

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SLAMMED

SLAMMED
I was slammed by a gang of poets
Stressed
Alliterated
Obliterated
Anagrams flew
Nine thumps- punishments
As Virgil kept time
to the beat poetry
I was tortured by metaphors
Beaten like a dead horse
The sagas of palindromes
The deafening silence of oxymorons
Clearly misunderstood
I was slammed by a gang of poets
for no rhyme or reason
I was slammed
I was slammed
I was
Kathy Keogh

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CROOKED SMILE

He has a crooked smile

and a gap between

his two front teeth.

His golden brown hair is thick

and straight

and perfect.

When he gets out

of the ocean

he shakes his head

back and forth

and every strand

falls back in place.

He has a splash of amber freckles

across his nose

that somehow

make him approachable,

He is tall and tanned

and when he emerges from the surf

the ocean’s foam

lingers as long as it can

kissing his shoulders.

There is a glint

in his green eyes

a sparkle

a twinkle

that more than hint

at his Irish roots.

He is clever

and funny

and his laugh

fills me up.

His crooked smile

holds me hostage.

He has a crooked smile

and a gap between

his two front teeth.

Kathy Keogh

 

 

 

 

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COLLUSION

Collusion

Confusion

Illusion

Conclusion

Collusion

Profusion

Kathy Keogh

 

 

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HAG

Your love

was a phantom hag

suffocating me

with its weight

I couldn’t move

or scream

I was paralyzed

Your love

was a shadowy figure

lurking in the corners

watching

moaning

rattling my chains

I exorcised you

Now you haunt another

while I breathe.

Kathy Keogh

 

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FREIGHT TRAIN

My life is a freight train moving through the darkness
too fast to catch
but just slow enough that I keep running along the tracks
as fast as I can
arms outstretched
to the rhythm of my life clicking by.
Kathy Keogh

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