Welcome to Ludington Xavier Keough

[XLFD]

A poet, author, and relative of one of our local photo artists, Xavier Keough is in town for an indefinite stay visiting local relatives.  I was first introduced to his work by an aside from CK and found some of his works quite profound.  Whereas, I haven't yet read any of his written works, here is a small collection of his poems, a more thorough reading of his poetry (at Poetry Soup-- don't be scared by the name) can be done at the following address, and you can gain more access to his written works if you Google his name:  Read Poems by Xavier Keough.mht

 

We never stop hoping
as if an incorrigible child
drowning in starry skies
watching confetti constellations
tumble into broken dreams
Wonder is nebulous
and never ceases to let go
even when rainbows melt
into colorless crayons of contempt
as we smear our wrinkled scars
across an inarticulate moon

______________________________

Fetal footprints
Wading in watery wombs
Cocoons of creation
Kicking at life’s tomb
Expecting doctors
Reaching for tiny feet
Reading faint signs
Of hallowed heartbeats
Living lovers
Praying for the same
Paying for a procedure
To erase their baby’s name

____________________________

Someday
I will see a wrinkled smile
Hearing your soothing voice
One last time
Someday
I will feel your ocean eyes
Washing over my body
One last time
Someday
I will say goodbye
Touching your faithful hand
One last time
Someday
I will see you again
Kissing you in the next life
For the very first time

_________________________

 

[Mary A.]

Applause! I agree, these are quite profound. I enjoyed reading them. Thanks for the opportunity.

[XLFD]

Here's another one I like, because of its whimsy. I dedicate it to Edie, it's called Filthy Gorgeous (#21)

Camera candy nose
With the pyroclastic pose
Beverly Hills publicity
Her kitty’s named felicity

Do the Bentley boogie down
With that flint Versace gown
Lit like a Christmas wreath
Unwrapped gifts underneath

Walk that red carpet ruse
Wearing mortgaged shoes
Spaghetti string saunter
Sauced communists want her

She’s a celebrity schmooze
Spilling her brooding booze
Extensions of teased hair
Her cleavage loves to share

Diamond studded glasses
Non prescription asses
Biodegradable lips
Botched lines of botox scripts

She speaks to deaf nations
About blind obligations
Curing childhood dysplasia
Designer knockoffs in Asia

She’s a drama queen
A cultured minx of screen
Daring me to somehow dream
Cause Oscar makes her scream

[Sweater Cows!]

Aww...that last one makes me think of my dogs when the get old.