Poems by Ken Allan Dronsfield
Originally posted on Academy of the Heart And Mind:
Waltz of the Scarecrow That which gives often…may receive nothing in return. Do not be deceived by the words etched in stones. Corn often…
My oh my…
My oh my Johnnie was drinking hard whiskey, was watching the sea dance and the sky turn more blacker and dangerous on the Monterey Wharf last tavern. A sweet voice whispered, big storm… Continue reading
#Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge…
A amazing poem. Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 188, #ThemePrompt It’s the fourth week of July! Are you ready for a theme prompt? Sue Vincent… Continue reading
Cigarettes and sassy…
Cigarettes and sassy You were the most beautiful, the most dangerous lady, I knew. You were my angry lady, sassy and always seeking new thrills. I loved your dark side and… Continue reading
Yesterday..
So pretty Please walk with me, please talk with me. Allow our hearts to become one. I want my hand holding your hand and I want you to hear you sing, sweet love… Continue reading
Yesterday…
Yesterday I am in the Fall of a life. Death whispered in my ear. Old heart and my tire soul seem to need and want less. Maybe I have given-in, given-up. Once I… Continue reading
Some verbal poetry and some photos.
Dodge Park, Sterling Heights. Thank you for the park, the running water. Thank you for the places where children can laugh and pray. I hope everyone is doing well. Have some fun and… Continue reading
High recognitions . . . Children’s guardians #3 (Mother’s responsibility)
Originally posted on Purplerays:
? ? “What is written about children and their little guardians applies today to only few children on Earth, whose mothers are still able to receive, in their womb,…
same Old Lang Syne
Same Old Lang Syne Old letter saved in a box. Once the sweetest words I knew from a kind woman. Now became heavy memories. I found her again in 1996 and we… Continue reading