Poetry

lay me down

Sam McKeon

let me down, I will forgive,
shut me down, I will reboot,
put me down, I will retort,
send me down, I will appeal,
knock me down, I will rise again,
hold me down, I will resist,
burn me down, I will Phoenix aloft.

But . . .

lay me down, and at your side
I will filter all your nightmares.
lay me down, and in my arms
your love will hear its echo.
lay me down, our breath will merge,
to blended sweet perfume.
lay me down, with this I promise,
an eternity lain with you.

© 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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