Ken Allan Dronsfield is a Published Poet and Author originally from New Hampshire, now residing in Oklahoma. He enjoys thunderstorms, walking in the woods at night and spending time with his cats Merlin and Willa. Ken is the Co-Editor of the new Poetry Anthology titled, "Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze" available at Amazon.com. His published work can be found in Journals, Magazines and Blogs throughout the Web including: Indiana Voice Journal, Belle Reve Journal, Scarlet Leaf Review, Peeking Cat Magazine, Dead Snakes, Bewildering Stories and many others. The Melting Winter storm of inglorious snow finding a home in higher lands melting to an harmonious tune slowly cascading in icy rushes granite rocks and rough water telling tales of highland woes journey to a bluish of oceans from wood, swamp and glade pious path of fearless doubts wildflower's hum in rhymes seers decree honored vows life giving blood to all nature reverent thoughts move along scowls and frowns devoid here beauty and mystique whisper a mountain stream runs down. Island Talk Rainbow wings upon a terracotta roof pink or yellow houses bright in the sun chickens squawk as the lazy dogs nap goats and pigs run awaiting their lunch breezes from the harbor welcomed by all fisherman along the beach cast for dinner marshmallow clouds moving very slowly island in my dreams, come talk for awhile. Adieu Raindrops of falling magic spatter upon a metal roof melodious sleeping tunes warm tea welcomes tired lips fluffy pillow and comforter await carry me to a restful fantasy pup is fed and candles smolder slide into dreams, cat at my feet. To sleep, to sleep; the moon yawns. the stars softly whisper adieu, adieu. (First Published, Whispers of the Wind Blog) Learned Silence leaf strewn empty lot little children absent numbers in color chalk laughs from yesterday. bike rack bent & twisted fences missing and rust kids watch from the steps question looks, zero trust police car resting, tireless oak tree darkened by fire windows smashed, silence ode to those fallen, lifeless. Final Gasp Impatiently waiting for twilight's final gasp a Summer's heated feted night sings away breezes of lightness bend grasses so softly ducks needing rest, now land upon the bay lighting a Camel and watch the smoke rise into a star filled sky of a darkish purple haze sitting on the porch as the small waves crest while an airliner high in the sky heads east. citronella is lit as mosquito's now swarming a full moon reaches towards a nervous sky drifting in thought like a misty fog passing in a blink of an eye, candle wicks dance. life brings to boil memories of time gone years spent in poor health, minus wealth as I've never been the most important thing to friends or anybody, not even to myself.
37 Comments
Soodabeh Saeidnia
7/15/2016 10:51:00 am
Very nice and beautiful imaging ! I liked all of them. Good luck Ken in your poetry.
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Ken Allan Dronsfield
7/15/2016 11:00:52 am
Thank you so much for your kind words and for taking the time to comment! Much appreciated!
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7/15/2016 04:41:26 pm
These poems with their beautiful imagery really swept me away. Ken Allan Dronsfields poetry always pulls on my heartstrings
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Ken Allan Dronsfield
7/15/2016 10:09:20 pm
Thank you so much for your kind words. They are truly appreciated!
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January
8/10/2016 09:36:29 pm
Beautifully written... Liken a light breeze to the soul ❤️
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Ken Allan Dronsfield
8/10/2016 11:13:11 pm
thank you so very much January, :)
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Eileen Kiziukiewicz
8/10/2016 09:40:00 pm
love all of them Ken!
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Ken Allan Dronsfield
8/10/2016 11:13:41 pm
My thanks Eileen!
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Ken Allan Dronsfield
8/10/2016 11:14:20 pm
Thank you so very much Adelena! :)
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Niki
8/10/2016 10:39:54 pm
Takes my breath away.
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Ken Allan Dronsfield
8/10/2016 11:14:58 pm
Much appreciated Niki, :)
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margaret budge
8/11/2016 04:03:24 am
beautiful love them
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Ken Allan Dronsfield
8/11/2016 10:17:53 am
Thank you for stopping by and enjoying my work!
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Diana Stojanovic
8/11/2016 05:10:50 am
A nice selection of poems. Always a pleasure to read.
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Ken Allan Dronsfield
8/11/2016 10:19:16 am
Thank you so much for visiting and your wonderful comment!
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Amber Lynn Klinge
8/11/2016 05:28:34 am
they are awesome, i love them.... you have got the most amazing poems to read, keep it up Ken.
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Ken Allan Dronsfield
8/11/2016 10:26:08 am
thank you so very much for your awesome comments. I'm thrilled you love the poems.....
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Roxana
8/11/2016 04:49:07 pm
I always love your poems, Ken Allan Dronsfield.
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Ken Allan Dronsfield
8/11/2016 06:39:11 pm
My deep thanks for your generous support and loving my work!
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Tina(Starr)
8/11/2016 07:24:38 pm
Love them, I'm so happy for you, As always beautiful work :)
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Ken Allan Dronsfield
8/11/2016 10:01:17 pm
Thank you so much my friend....truly appreciated!
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Stephanie Shelton
8/12/2016 04:49:37 pm
Absolutely beautiful wording. Very talented writer💜
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Ken Allan Dronsfield
8/13/2016 10:10:28 pm
Much appreciated Stephanie! My sincere thanks!
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Krista S Clark
8/12/2016 05:02:08 pm
All are magnificent pieces of poetry. The author has an incredible flair for breathing life into words and painting a picture of the message be8ng conveyed! Excellent use of imagery.
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Ken Allan Dronsfield
8/13/2016 10:09:52 pm
I truly appreciate your lovely comments and enjoying my poems....
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8/13/2016 03:48:32 am
If your words were instruments, they would be a combination of the seductively stirring strings of the cello and violin and the enchanting airy refrains of flute.
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8/13/2016 03:48:38 am
If your words were instruments, they would be a combination of the seductively stirring strings of the cello and violin and the enchanting airy refrains of flute.
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8/13/2016 03:49:27 am
If your words were instruments, they would be a combination of the seductively stirring strings of the cello and violin and the enchanting airy refrains of flute.
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8/13/2016 03:49:33 am
If your words were instruments, they would be a combination of the seductively stirring strings of the cello and violin and the enchanting airy refrains of flute.
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Leslie DeLuca
8/13/2016 03:49:48 am
If your words were instruments, they would be a combination of the seductively stirring strings of the cello and violin and the enchanting airy refrains of flute.
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8/13/2016 03:50:58 am
If your words were instruments, they would be a combination of the seductively stirring strings of the cello and violin and the enchanting airy refrains of flute.
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Ken Allan Dronsfield
8/13/2016 10:08:10 pm
My deepest thanks for your wonderful critique and comments about my work. YOU make it very hard to be humble!
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8/13/2016 04:02:06 am
Did I mention I really really like your work?? ( lol ) Sorry, the above mishap x 6 is end result of new mobile and incompatibility issues with owner. The site kept telling me to repost as it wasn't successful so I kept trying. What do I know about these things!? ALL I know with all certainty is that your words are always unequivocally mesmerizing.
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Ken Allan Dronsfield
8/13/2016 10:08:44 pm
Thank you once again Leslie, always appreciated!!!
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Sune A. Alnuaimy
8/13/2016 01:14:55 pm
Ken Allan Dronsfields you are great poet . I like these poems and the images you describe always. Keep writing and I wish you all the best
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Ken Allan Dronsfield
8/13/2016 10:07:05 pm
my sincere thank you for stopping by and enjoying my work....much appreciated.
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