So it happened faster than i thought it would. My book is now available in paperback and kindle at Amazon.com
here and now
there was nothing left here
the well had long since dried
the words were all scattered
like feathers in the wind
scattered only to be collected again
there was nothing left inside of me
until you entered in
i had given up on everything
and i sat, just waiting to die
but now here i am outside
in the thick of it again
laughing, as i slip into
yet another new skin
moving into the distance
as the shell begins to harden
the outer layer crusting over
like a scab just beginning to heal
you gave me new life
a reason to begin
you helped me pick up the pieces
and lay them down again
with your magnetic presence
your omnipotent lust
you leapt ahead of me
leaving me behind in a trail of dust
surprisingly i followed you
and leapt off into the unknown
there is no future
there is no past
only Right here
Right now
everything else
means nothing
it’s only the here
and
its only the now
that matter anyway
.
5/02/02
©Patti Keno
for: the cinnamon boy
Will you be my valentine?
if I lay down my head
and close my eyes
maybe I won’t have to do this
maybe I won’t have to go through with it
it’s so funny
so ridiculously funny
that I cry and cry because I don’t have love
but then when the opportunity presents itself
I want to run away from it
and all I want to do right now
is cry
and cry
I’m so nervous
I’m so scared
I’m so giddy
what’s gonna happen?
who knows?
what if he never shows?
what if I don’t?
I can’t breathe anymore
my throat is closing up
it’s ok
relax
you’ve made it this far
don’t turn back
this may be it
you’ll never know until you try
.
.
02/14/02
©Patti Keno
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To: the cinnamon boy
Stay Tuned…..
So for the past couple months i have been working on getting my novel ready to self-publish. I’m excited to tell you that though not quite ready yet, it will be sometime soon. Hopefully before the end of February. YAY!!!! It’s called A Murder of One. I wrote it 20 years ago and have been perfecting it ***cough***procrastinating***cough*** ever since. SO yeah. I’ll keep you updated. I’m so excited!!! 🙂
Flowers
Flowers on the floor
Flowers on the wall
Flowers fill my life
But I love them all
Flowers up and flowers down
Flowers all around
They’re all so pretty and never dull
Because they’re all beautiful
Tulips, daffodils and tiger lilies
I know it sounds silly
But they are all so pretty!
Carnations, Roses and Mums
I know it sounds dumb
But flowers are so beautiful
In all their ways
.
.
.
1986
©Patti Keno
I wrote this poem when i was 10 years old, back when i thought all poems had to rhyme. It’s not my first poem, but it’s one of my firsts. I remember when i wrote it I was inspired by my wall paper. check out the picture it was very 70s. The picture was taken before i started writing poetry though. ( i think that is when i was writing plays for my stuffed animals to perform. I wish i had some of those, but i think they are all lost.)
this is how
with hand to chest
and lips to finger pressed
I cannot move I cannot rest
.
this is how I ache
this is how I break
.
with hand to hips
and tongue to swollen lips
I explore you with my fingertips
.
this is how I ache
this is how I break
.
with heart to darkness
and lips to one last kiss
I cannot stop I cannot resist
.
this is how I ache
this is how I break
.
with hand to knee
and mouth to desperate plea
I beg you not to abandon me
.
this is how I ache
this is how I break
.
with tears to eyes
and lungs to broken sighs
I am left alone without goodbyes
.
this is how I ache
this is how I break
.
.
1/22/15
pik
©Patti Keno
heat
I wait here in this
heat
so silent so
unbearable
I wait and
I retract
I recoil
I step back
you stifle me
with your eyes
speechless
i lose everything
i worked
so hard
to gain
I try to contain
to elliviate
the ache
this silence
that echoes past
my refrain
and ends well into
my chorus
I wait
I retract
I dissolve
I disappear
waiting here
for you
5.17.01
Pik
©Patti Keno
Sleeping or near slumber
You lied before me
sleeping or
near slumber
breathing softly
I felt your breath
upon my face
and shivered in
delight
I stared at your
face
sleeping or
near slumber
trying to memorize
every detail
trying to commit
to memory
a love that
would leave
as soon as
you awoke
I longed to kiss
you
place my lips
upon yours
I longed to trace
the curves
of your skin
laying in front
of me
sleeping or near
slumber
Waiting for my kiss
Waiting for my touch
Waiting
9-30-96
pik
©Patti Keno
Hair Cut
This desperate desire
for something more
than what is
for something more then what was
taking your hand
and grasping that chunk of hair
that you cut
thinking of all the days it knew
you rub your head
so short now
your head so light
should be easier to think
but then the headache sets in
and you lose your concentration
you lose the silence you
tried to commit to memory
and the voices close in
and the memories rise
to swallow you
in a volcano of emotion
leaving behind nothing
but ash
nothing but a hollow hole
where you once stood
Vesuvius all over again
volcanic eruptions swallow you
in their hot molten lava flow
and you are burnt
nothing but ashes
nothing but ashes and hair
5.29.1
©Patti Keno
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swallowing back my tears
I search for you
I reach for you
I ache for you
search – reach – ache
I scream for you
whimper want or whisper stay
you are gone
and I miss you
I miss your words
your beauty
your love
one song is all I have
one song
to hear your voice
one photo
to see your face
every night I am the detective
trying to put together
the puzzle
of you
8/5/11
Invisible No More 