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“I Hear a Knock”
I hear a knock
But do not want to answer
I hear the phone
But decide to let it ring
I hear the doorbell
But do not open the door
Who beckons me?
It chills me to my core.
The phone stops ringing, and the knocks just stop.
A crinkly creature comes
Out of a wooden box
A long, tubelike figure with jagged teeth and black eyes
And lets out the sounds
Of whispering cries
It creeps up on its victim
Who lies shuddering in fear
And sucks the very life
From that person crying tears
A legend’s foe, as legends go,
This creature, the enemy of life.
Life’s enemy can only be
Destiny and strife
The victims’ fate
Never too late
Always comes on time
When the jagged teeth of
That crinkly creep
Sink in deep to dine.
Written on 5/8/2023
“Lucky Bottle”
I’m on a ship that’s in a bottle and I’m trapped inside
These walls of glass that hold my sky
I wait for the waters to subside
While I use my hands to dry my eyes.
It’s hell in here
Tossed in the waves
My lonely years
Expressed in the staves
All because I picked up a bottle
Lying there at the edge of the water
Seeing something down inside
I held the bottle to my eye
Sometime later, I awoke inside
At first, I thought that I had died.
But I had not, I’m quite alive.
And desperate, do you hear my cries?
Alas, I have given up.
To reach shore would take more than luck.
I lay down on the deck of the ship,
Expecting to sleep, I would drift,
When the bottle came to a roll
And rested in a shallow hole
On a beach like the one I once knew
Under a sky of a shadowy blue
A young girl has found me
She dusts the sand from the bottle
“No, don’t look inside the bottle!”
“No, no! Don’t,” I holler.
But it’s too late
I feel real weak
And suddenly now, I’m awake on the beach
The bottle laying at my feet
I took that bottle and threw it far and deep.
Remembering how many years I’d weeped.
I turned and ran up the beach
As I heard a young woman calling out for Clarice,
“Clarice!”
“The Distance”
In the distance
I see you standing there
In the distance
Unknown are your cares
In the distance
Wish your lips could share
In the distance
What your soul would bare
Closing the distance
I run to you over there
Closing the distance
Into your eyes I stare
Closing the distance
Hand gripping your hair
Closing the distance
Your life, I can’t spare
Written on February 21, 2023
“Just a Holiday”
A day of celebration,
of love,
of recognition,
of thankfulness,
and gratitude
in a time-honored tradition.
A day to express your feelings for the loved one in your life,
whether that person is your life partner,
your husband or your wife.
Today is a time to thank them for all they do for you,
for the way they make you feel,
and for the dreams you both pursue.
So, my dear life partner, lover and best friend,
I honor you with this poem
and the best wishes that it sends.
Thank you for always paying for my gas,
for buying my food
and for making me laugh.
Every girl should have a guy like you,
but it would take her having two to equal one of you.
I can not count the number
of great things you do for me,
the things you think I don’t care about,
the things you think I don’t see
like tolerating all of the quirkiness of me just being me,
all of the personal things that others do not see,
all of the hidden things
kept behind a social screen.
You know the best of me.
You know the worst of me.
And beyond all of that,
you have this perfect love for me.
I still feel our first kiss when you kiss my lips.
No matter how old we get, that I won’t forget.
Nor will I forget the way in which we met.
Not many can say they have a story like that, I bet.
Whatever tomorrow may bring for me,
I know you will be there,
always cheering me on.
We make such a great pair.
Going through life without each other is a definite no, not ever.
Because one day we stood inside a Lowe’s and decided on forever.
Even walked out with a sign for above the door to always remember.
Just so you know that our love lives on deep inside of me,
in my memories that you keep alive in me,
and in the things we do every day
that create more and more memories along the way.
I love you with a deep felt passion
Even though I don’t always show it,
it’s important to me that you know it,
and I will work on expressing myself like this to you more in each and every day
instead of on just a holiday.
“Deadly Attraction”
I’ve been waiting for you
Just outside your door
I’ve been waiting for you
I won’t take much more
I only want what I need to survive
Just enough to keep me alive
I don’t enjoy this task
That question, “Why me?”
You’ll ask
I can’t explain it.
Your beauty, your wit
Your kindness, your tits
Ultimately, that changes nothing
I’m here to stake a claim for something
I’m after you
And that’s all that matters
I can’t think about how
Your heart will shatter.
Come outside already! Damn!
I’m getting too angry, ma’m.
Noises are coming from all around me
The causes of them, I can not see
Even with my skills and agility
The causes escape even my abilities.
Suddenly,
Hands tightly around my neck
Like an air show, a fight ensues
It’s her, she’s like me,
In all she can do
From a quick surprise,
A fast twist from the left
A swing real wide
My body is quick to die
A bobbling head, side to side,
Before falling from up high
Down to the street below
Written on 2/8/2023
“The Eyes of a Child”
An old wise man stopped
A little girl to say,
“Be careful, little girlie,
Be careful what you say.”
The little girl replied,
“Hush, old man, I speak to pray.”
“But who is listening on the other side
To a little girl who’s full of lies?”
“I pray to be forgiven.
My sins He has stricken, and
Therefore, do not lead to my demise.”
With rolling thunder and a strike of lightning,
The old wise man turned into something frightening.
Blood dripped from his jaws after he bit the neck
Of the little girl who was all dressed in red.
The old wise man laughed and laughed,
Until he realized the little girl was laughing too.
The old man asked the little girl,
“Why do you laugh before you die?
Is it because you believe in heaven?”
The little girl stopped laughing long enough to reply,
“No, that’s not why After all, that heaven exists is just a lie.
Isn’t that right?”
“Then, why may I ask are you laughing, too?”
“Because a demon with a bigger bite is standing right behind you.”
Written on 11/13/2022
“When That Time Comes”
Going to cry
Sincerely, going to cry
Really wishing
I would die
Palms are sweaty
Eyes filled with tears
My whole body
Shaking from fear
I just don’t get it
Why me?
Why me?
My spirit’s bound
Longing to be free
Just pull the trigger
And I’m done
My hand firmly grips
The butt of the gun
The barrel sets
Between my lips
The gun comes to rest
At my hips
Written on 10/7/2022
“Seduction”
I have a secret
Come fly with me
I’ll take you on a
magical fantasy
Ride
Don’t be shy
It’s only for
Just one night
I’ll wrap you in a lover’s embrace
And of me you shall taste
I’ll be your ambrosia
And brighten your aura
You’ll feel an explosion
Of raw emotion
You are my heartbeat now
I am your soul
Intertwined
We are made whole
Never more
Shall you survive
Without me
By your side
One night of love
Is now forever
For eternity
Joined together
Written on 10/7/2022
“Shackled and Chained”
I’m shackled and chained
Feeling indescribable pain
Trying to escape
Yanking down on the drapes
They fall to the floor
As I hear you at the front door
I get to my knees
Just able to see the trees
I drop and I sigh
Nothing there but trees and sky
Written on 8/1/2022
Author P.S. Kessell 