A Red Cardinal's Serenade two drops of ink

‘Poetry Break’ by Ken Allan Dronsfield

A poem records emotions and moods that lie beyond normal language, that can only be patched together and hinted at metaphorically.

~Diane Ackerman~

A Red Cardinal’s Serenade

Pristine autumn morning of

a day now awakening with

soft, gentle warm breezes,

chipmunks dancing in pairs.

The beautiful red songbird,

a balladeer Red Cardinal,

sings his early morning song,

a greeting to the rising sun.

A lonely feather floats down

guided by the gentle winds

to rest upon the ground here

by my black Nike covered feet.

Wispy marshmallows of puffy

clouded shadows linger with

me during my spirited walk

upon the fresh crisp morning.

Memories of that feather;

a finality of forgotten things

fade away like melted snow,

coolness chases each breath.


A Turning of the Sea Grass

I turn slightly to the left to enjoy
the warm sunshine kiss my face.

I still don’t know who my mother or
father were, but that doesn’t matter,
but I think about it from time to time.

I always find myself with thoughts
of birds, insects, fish and harsh winds.

I rejoice as the tides rise and watch
with amazement as the little crabs
scurry about like many sugar ants
who found a leftover sweet cookie.

The cat-o-nine tails are changing
color now, from bright green to a
light brown. Looking down, I see
even now I’m slowly feeling the
effects of Autumn; soon I’ll fall away
as the sea grass turns to salt hay.

As days of the fall season pass by;
colors turn, not only in the great wood
but here along the marsh and tidal pools.
Ducks, shore birds and minnows now
disappear and large flocks head south.

Winter’s gift of frost and snow shall
finally pass and once again we’ll return
next spring as sweet green sea grass.


Adieu – Sonnet to Sleep

The raindrops fall with enchanted magic

spattering upon that old metal roof

a melodious rhythmic sleeping tune

my tired lips welcome steeping ginseng tea

I crave soft pillows and comforter to

carry me off to my sweet restful dreams.

The hound is fed and warming by the fire

candles now smolder a wispy goodnight.

My robe and slippers rest near the bedside.

Slide deep into heaven, cat at my feet.

Sleep well sings the bashful yawning new moon,

Tap, tap, tap chant the raindrops on the roof.

This evening ends as a cherished sonnet.

Stars whisper soft to me, adieu, adieu.

Ken Allan Dronsfield

Ken Allan Dronsfield poetry break on two drops of ink

Ken Allan Dronsfield is a disabled veteran, poet, and fabulist. He is a three-time nominee for the Pushcart Prize and twice for Best of the Net in 2016-2017. He has been published in North and South America, Europe, Asia, Australia, and Africa. His work can be read in Literary Orphans, The Burningword Journal, Belle Reve Journal, Blue Heron, The Literary Hatchet, Two Drops of Ink, The Stray Branch, Now/Then Manchester Magazine UK, Scarlet Leaf Review, EMBOSS Magazine, and many more. Ken loves writing, thunderstorms, walking in the woods at night during a full moon and spending time with his cats Willa, Hemi, and Turbo. His book, “The Cellaring”, a collection of light horror, haunting, paranormal, weird and wonderful poems, is available through Amazon.com. He is the co-editor of two poetry anthologies, Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze and Dandelion in a Vase of Roses also available at Amazon.com.
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  1. I thank each of you for your wonderful and humbling comments. I’m so sorry I’ve not been well but am feeling much better now and am trying to get caught up on so many things. I appreciate each and every one of your posts and I thank you all very much! Ken

  2. Ken – The word pictures in your poetry are beautiful. I could see, feel and even almost taste (the warm tea) you describe in your poetry.
    I particularly enjoyed “Adieu – Sonnet to Sleep” It’s one of those poems that comforts, calms and calls you to a peaceful place of slumber and sweet dreams. One you want to read as you drift off to sleep …..
    Thank you for sharing these!

  3. Good morning, Ken. I’m viewing a cardinal out my window, the only color besides the brown of leaves and trees. I’m not seeing it the same after reading your poems. I think that’s one of the purposes of poetry, to make us view our world from another perspective.

    Thank you for the gift of different sight today.

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