I’m going to be sharing a poem from my past each day using the wonderful, beautiful scenery from the Sims 4 as a back drop.
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nature’s power
suddenly
there is a down pouring
of rain
and I am afraid
as nature’s power
is known
I close my eyes
afraid to watch
afraid of the power
but you comfort me
you laugh and say
‘it’s only a shower’
I look at you
your eyes sparkle with delight
you enjoy it
and you say
‘look how much beauty
nature’s power holds’
you convinced me
I agree
I watch the beauty of it all
again I look at you,
the lightning lights your face
down your cheek
runs a tear
I am surprised
‘Why are you crying?’
I ask
puzzled at your mood
‘I wish it could last forever:
the rain.’
you say
I laugh
but you’re serious
‘it can’t rain all the time.’
I reply
not knowing what to say
‘I know’
you say flatly
as the rain stops
as suddenly as it started
and it is gone
nature’s power
is just a
memory
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insignificant me
I feel so small
so insignificant
a speck
that you will
never see
nor will you
ever hear
the heart that
beats within
me
i try to speak
but my words
get lost
in this crowd
the crowd that
surrounds me
and shrinks
me
to nothing
makes me
feel small
and insignificant
shrinks me
to
nothing
insignificant
subatomic
me
lost in this
crowd
forever
lost
.
.
10/12/15
©Patti Keno
who is this?
who is this
that I am
it is not me
speaking this way
walking this walk
living this life
loving this man
I’m not who you
think I am
I’m me
not this person
that you see
who is that
it isn’t me
brushing my hair
dressing my body
I am not there
you are not talking
to me
who is it?
oh my God…
.
it’s me
.
.
10/5/95
©Patti Keno
tidal wave
time
is a wasted thing
it is a meaningless
thing
it surges forward
relentlessly
and drowns us
in its wake
it leaves us breathless
and broken
washed upon the
shore
in a different place
in a different time
where we learn to
adapt
we heal
and begin to
live again
only to be swept
away
once again
by unforgiving
and relentless
time
.
.
01/5/15
©Patti Keno
about
It’s tooth and bone
and grinding nails
and lollipops
and puppy dog tails
It’s blood and blades
and scratches and
cuts
It’s tooth and nail
and tearing flesh;
rending flesh
it’s all about the past
the present
and the
future
that was never
meant
to be
It’s all about tooth and bone
and grinding nails
It’s all about
ME!
.
.
5/21/01
©Patti Keno
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