Kate Doody

From wordsmith to blacksmith and back again

Poems

ALL PASSIONS PENNED

For those of you who know my story
it isn’t really hard to guess
who they are who haunt these lines –
my dirty laundry, years of mess.

Though in an effort to be fair
admit - I’ve rarely mentioned names -
and tried to see the lighter side
of all but the very roughest games.

It’s helped to get it down in verse,
I never meant to kiss and tell,
just laugh at what life’s thrown my way –
too late I’ve found and now know well

tho flesh becomes words and tumbles free –
old, lonely and single, the joke’s on me.

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