Poetry

Keely McKenna

Colorful Compulsions

And in a moment’s notice,
I am alone.
As humbled as a retreated Monk.
As naked as the Winter bark.
There is no more smoke to shade my lungs.
No drink to ferment my ruse.
I hold no friends of pale flesh or objects of gold.
I am but an agitated acquaintance to my spirit.

These times of relentless peculiarity force me to entertain a younger me.
To love blindly is my nature.
But to trust blindly is to hold faith.
I find it buried in the deepest roots of my being.
With it, I need no air.

Hues of yellows and blues ink my vision in this season. 
Life becomes a paradox. 
Through the confusion one truth holds.
Rest in the uncomfortable.
You will never fit the mold.

In My Shell

When you call to me.
I swear to you.
I will be by the sea.
Cerulean glass shards.
A bottle of white wine and a deck of cards.

When you call to me.
I swear to you.
Eternal Twilight will veil.
Specks of periwinkle dust between toes.
A sunburn-turned peach will lay on my nose.

When you call to me.
I'll plead to you. 
I'll beg you to stay.
Please come play before the waves of color wash me away.

My name is Keely McKenna, and I am a 20-year-old student at Cuyahoga Community College and will be attending Baldwin Wallace in the fall for a degree in English. I am going to pursue a career in creative writing because it is what I am most passionate about. I spend my time with my family and friends, often going on walks in the MetroParks. I am inspired by nature, color, and the deeper feelings of the human experience.