Coffeehouse Poem # 282

The woman with the titanium
Leg waves at me from
Across the room, but
I dont really notice a
Prosthetic leg at all
It is long and sleek
” A souvenir from desert storm”
She jokes

She was a Victor, not a victim

It reminds me of a missile
When she walks, she cuts
A path like the blade runner
She told me she ran a
Marathon on her bullet leg
And i am dumbfounded

Though, she laughs like a
Song, when she admits
Sometimes, she is clumsy
When she’s dancing

Erren Geraud Kelly is a two-time Pushcart-nominated poet from Boston. He has been writing for 28 years and has over 300 publications in print and online in such publications as Hiram PoetryReview, Mudfish, Poetry Magazine(online), Ceremony, Cacti Fur, Bitterzoet, Cactus Heart, Similar Peaks, Gloom Cupboard, Poetry Salzburg and other publications. His most recent publication was in Black Heart Literary journal. He has also been published in anthologies such as “Fertile Ground,” and Beyond The Frontier.” His work can also been seen on Youtube under the ” Gallery Cabaret,” links. He is the author of the book, ” Disturbing The Peace,” published by Night Ballet Press. He received my B.A. in English-Creative Writing from Louisiana State University in Baton Rouge.