Sarah Kennedy Denver, Colorado

Sarah has been writing poetry since 1987. She is a graduate student of International Politics from the University of Reading in England. She is self-employed, but mostly a full time writer and traveler. The spectrum of her talents includes not only poetry, but also short stories and song lyrics. Sarah has had her poetry published in local newspapers and by The National Library of Poetry. She placed second in The Scroll of Poets in Canada in 1996. Her philosophy summed up by the immortal words of Walt Whitman "that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse".

FIRE EATER The enormous blaze of lust is but A ferocious fire that drives the fools heart Toward the kiss ached for And delirious perfume of an embrace A secret champagne caress The fevered desire for moist flesh A turgid hunger That flares and then fades To a bitter flicker Love's repulsive shadow

PINS AND NEEDLES I caught a glimpse of myself being beaten by the dawn's early mourning shadows Prone in the back seat of a wheeled chariot painted a dismal shade of yellow On my way from one random destination to the next arriving only to leave always sailing on the airs winged sea The perfect portrait of an addict why has Hades chosen me as his canvas I don't remember auditioning for the part of Persephone But there is so much I don't remember my mind's best elixir numbly wandering in the underworld Perhaps someday they will hang the horned God's masterpiece In a stone gallery next to a nicely printed card that reads "Untitled"

LILLITH For Cescil - "Firedog" Delicate summer women With but a kiss on her lip Wears love like a flower And desire as a fresh rain Rose petaled words whisper from her heart And lust lingers as a breeze through the leaves The days morning dew is her dress As the sacred sun crowns her in glory

A CRY FOR LOVE BUT THERE IS NONE The lost must hope Left but part of absolute Children cry remember us Loud tears fall absurdly as The moon aches A drunk goddess fears for mercy The mad bare sun believes rude will and explodes Some mad god pretends to care then rumors beauty's dead Stars give gaudy birth to black and bloody truth The world devours all her secrets

All poems Copyright © 1997 Sarah Kennedy. All rights reserved.