Invisible No More

my love affair with words

Muzzle

I guess
I must have
tripped
and fallen
through my
cheery gladness
it’s gone now
and the world
is back in darkness
I am lost
again
and I hate it
and I love it
all
in the same
lonesome
breath
it’s aching inside
and tearing out
my heart
I hate it
this endless pain
inside my chest
inside my throat
bringing me to my knees
taking away my limbo
and leaving me
alone in
this darkness
without a shred
of armor
to protect me
from this
onslaught
I guess
I must have
tripped
and fallen
back into
this hole
this aching despair
why am I so
damn clumsy

5/16/05

                                                                          ©Patti Keno

This poem and the last one were based on a dream that i had.  This one is named Muzzle because that is the name of the man I was dating in said dream. (my mind works in weird ways)

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my choice

 

somehow I turn from you

and find myself longing

even more

for the touch of you

the feel of you

somehow I pull myself away

I pull myself apart

and ache

for the softness of your skin

the depth of your hand

the silence of your indignation

I ache in despair

at feelings

not there

feelings I feel

but you never will

I can fuss and scream

and ache and bawl

but there will never

be anything

between us

nothing but

the casual glance

of a lonesome friend

and the distance

so aching and vast

so desperate

so alone

I wait

for you

for anyone

to stop my

tears

to end me

                                                                                         5/16/05

                                                                                           ©Patti Keno

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Light and Run

Light and Run

 

The air around us is thick with

gun powder

The overhead hanging of clouds only

makes the reports louder

I long to be with you

but I am stuck here again

with nothing to do

I long to see your face

shadowed with the pretty lights

It makes me forget the hatred

forget the fights

I miss you I say as I light

and run

It flares up bright as the sun

And I think of you and

your gentle laughter

I’d always dreaded what

came after

The sparks die down and

fizzle out

I miss you without a doubt

7-4-94

©Patti Keno

Dedicated to the man I never knew.

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tiny poems from my past

These poems are from 93-96

.

.

No one wants to touch me

Who would dare

To try and

Touch the girl

Who is not there

.

.

I kiss your lips

with cold

intentions

I kiss your lips

with sweet

remorse

I kiss your lips

and linger

softly

I kiss your lips

and long

for forgiveness

.

Here I am

Dressed in red

Aimed to please

Am I dead,

or just losing my memories

.

Not dead,

just slowly dying

eyes are red

from all this crying

.

all poems ©Patti Keno

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A Murder of One

Don’t forget to order your copy of my book A Murder of One​
It’s available now on Amazon, paperback and Kindle versions available. Or Contact me for an autographed copy. There is an excerpt from my next book tentatively titled: Shattered with a hopeful end of May release date.

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My self-made prison cell

this ache inside

for something new

it never fades

it never ebbs

it always stays

deep inside of my

heart

.

love

such a useless emotion

it only leads to pain

I’ve been burnt before

and nothing will

ever burn me again

 .

I push them away

SCARE them away

before they get too close

I can’t let them in

I can’t let them near

I don’t want them

hurting like I did

 .

I feign the search for

the ebon eyes that haunt

me in my dreams

but the loss of

self keeps me from reaching out

I’m too afraid of losing

the self I worked so hard to build

the self I worked so hard to reclaim

I can’t let them in

I can’t let them in

Even if it means that I can never get out

I never want to lose myself in someone else again

.

so I go

forever feigning interest

pain and jealousy

filling my very being

maybe it’s envy

not jealousy that I feel

a secret wish to be normal

to be more like them

in their perfect bliss

.

a hand and a sigh

lips meeting

touching

kissing

a hand and a sigh

they continue

and never notice my tears

too lost in their own desires

to ever notice me fading

slipping away

into another world

my imaginary world

where all my dreams come true

and there is always someone there

to hold me

always someone there

to love me

in a love beyond love

in a love beyond sex

in a love beyond this world

a love that only I can give myself

.

once again his ebon eyes

behold me and I cringe

in their wake

he knows that I am a coward

he knows that I’ve been weak

he smiles

and once again whispers out

his catch phrase:

“It’s not your time”

and he takes me in his arms once more

if I can’t be with him now

then I can at least enjoy him in my dreams

 .

because the loss of

self keeps me from reaching out

I’m too afraid of losing

the self I worked so hard to build

the self I worked so hard to reclaim

I can’t let them in

I can’t let them in

even if it means That I can never get out

 .

I can never get out

I will always be

on the inside looking

out

 .

.

                                                          4/24/01

©Patti Keno

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I lost another one today

my heart broke again today
wanting and waiting and wasting away
Another moment lost
another tear to fall
he could have changed my life
he could have rocked my world
waiting and wanting and wasting away
lost once more on the sea
of yesterdays past
of people lost
moments gone
disappeared
they glare in front of me
making me ache
making my heart break
over and over again
i just want to hide
i just want to hide away
and lose myself
i just want to be lost
lost again
i don’t want to see
i don’t want to see
what i know I can NEVER have
what i know i can NEVER be
i don’t want to see
waiting and wanting and wasting away
i lost another one today
i lost another one today
whimper want or whisper stay
i lost another one today

.

 .

03/29/04
.

©Patti Keno

.

“whimper want or whisper stay” is a line by Shane Murphy

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the smile

It started with

a smile

a quick hello

an innocence

shared

an electricity

crackling

in their

eyes

 .

It started with

a smile

a simple caress

an innocent

kiss

a tender

word

full of

meaning

.

it started

with a smile

and lived

and entire lifetime

in the span

of a minute

as her imagination

built an entire

lifetime

of love

based on that

one smile

.

.

                                                3/17/00

                                                ©Patti Keno

.

to “the Man I always drop things in front of”

 

 

 

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Dismissed

Dismissing me
waiting in remittance
aching with
faux
despair
It’s all inside me
as I stand
before you
and listen
to your words
of shame
your words
of dismissal
dismissing me
as if i
meant
nothing to
you
and it is
in that
time of
Aching
dismay
that i have
come to realize
I meant
less to you
than you’ve
ever meant
to me

3.19.98

©Patti Keno

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A Murder of One by Patti Keno (me)

So it happened faster than i thought it would.  My book is now available in paperback and kindle at Amazon.com

 

http://www.amazon.com/Murder-One-Patti-Keno/dp/0692388338/ref=la_B00UB8EJJ4_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1425660411&sr=1-1

 

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