Poetry

Performance

Sam McKeon

The artists, frozen.
Stoop, bowing.
A sea-sickening silence.
Eternity, never so long,
As at this premiere.

Two worlds have collided,
As raging Tsunamis have crashed,
Onto the shores of listeners’ senses.

In horror, they reel,
From the force of the storm,
They cannot exhale,
No breath made,
Intaking, lungs fail.

Shocked by this new,
These bold vanguard actions,
In times of peace,
Atrocities,
Calling for sanction.

But by, bye and bye,
The swell ripples down,
At last, doubting benefit,
Draws applause from the crowd.

© Sam McKeon 2015

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Published by Sam McKeon

Sam McKeon is a recluse, living on the remote rugged west coast of Ireland. Currently, Sam’s poetry tends to focus on his inner universe and the moments he spends with the very few people he is in contact with, especially his muse Emily, who has inspired almost fifty poems, tracing the development of their relationship. The astonishing drama and beauty of the wild Irish landscape is also absorbed into his writing. This can lead to some weird things, but mostly it leads to deeply passionate works stitched together with tender reflection.

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