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Keelin Siobhan Poem
THE TRANSIENTS OF MY YOUTH
Old and wrinkly, whiffs of cigarettes and whiskey; his sparkling blues tell me there is bubble gum and a surprise; I check the long pockets finding smiles and candy, feeling loved and dandy.
Southern Antebellum, with manicures of rouge; kind but broken, drinking fermented raspberries and booze; her man is gone, a war still on; hopefully some funds will help move her on.
Irish and grumpy, redheaded and rockin’; football with silence, movies of canned violence; double features and fries, we have a good time; he buys me a watch, a keepsake.
German Muslim sister and stressed; Turkish dancing at night, in memories blessed; chocolates swirl round, but starving she falls down; night
Burly and bearded, stinking of failure; he is noisy and imposing, promising messy favors; overweight and hungry, despite Nordictrack endeavors; addicted to cookies, a humongous bummer.
Copyright © Keelin Siobhan | Year Posted 2017
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Keelin Siobhan Poem
SHATTERS OF LIGHTNING
An electric axe shatters the station wagon window
And the little girl cowers in the front seat confused
As tornados of glass swirl like lightning bugs striking the window.
She used to be haunted by those spritely creatures,
Yet as the dark sharpness settles, the mysterious spirits whisk away.
She is alone with the glass, which has landed on her like a swarm of sleeping fireflies.
Looking around, she sees flickers of safety, swirled with shards of danger
Copyright © Keelin Siobhan | Year Posted 2017
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