Poetry Week: Ken Allen Dronsfield

 By: Ken Allen Dronsfield

Poetry Week: Ken Allen Dronsfield marilyn l davis two drops of ink

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Sonnet 21, Old Hiking Shoes

(Spenserian Format)

 

Don’t grieve for me here on the attic shelf;

we’re joined infinitely as one, you said.

In an old moldy box now, by myself;

my place was there tucked well under your bed.

 

Don’t grieve for me here within the dark dread;

the days and nights meld together as one.

Reflect on happy times, with stronger tread;

sweet dreams now reign as dead leaves in the sun.

 

Memories fade away after you’re done;

the old just crumble away into dust.

Remember all the mountain trails we’d run?

Fear, you showed none, only honor and trust.

 

Don’t grieve I’m here above your clarinet;

on the top shelf, right beside your train set.

 

 

Sonnet 90, Spectral Rising

(Shakespearean Format)

 

As the last dead leaf falls from a tall tree,

spiraling into piles upon the sleigh;

the sun drops into the furious sea;

time for the winter and darkness to play.

 

In a blasphemous act of regaling

Reach from the cold earth resting in your grave;

To the hate and lies forever-failing.

Recapturing the breath your mother gave.

 

A soul contains sonnets gifted to all.

serenades of sweet grace, beauty, and love.

Your life was born from decadence and sprawl

admit defeat and grasp wings of a dove.

 

Spend time reading a weathered, gray headstone

Float into the breeze, wandering alone.

 

 

Shimmers

(Pantoum Format)

 

quivering wildflowers waltz in meadows

alder leaves shimmer like wings of flying teal

cattails sway as breezes along the river slows

dandelions dreaming of a red rose surreal.

 

alder leaves shimmer like wings of flying teal

rusting old tractor by the broken tree swing

dandelions dreaming of a red rose surreal,

as fireworks in the valley dance and sing.

 

rusting old tractor by the broken tree swing

cattails sway as breezes along the river slows

as fireworks in the valley dance and sing

quivering wildflowers waltz in meadows.

 

 

Bio: Ken Allen Dronsfield

 

Poetry Week: Ken Allen Dronsfield marilyn l davis two drops of ink poetry poem poetKen Allan Dronsfield is a disabled veteran and prize winning poet from New Hampshire, now residing in Oklahoma.

He graduated from the Community College of the Air Force and has six poetry collections to date; ‘The Cellaring’, ‘A Taint of Pity’, ‘Zephyr’s Whisper’, ‘The Cellaring, Second Edition’, ‘Sonnets and Scribbles’ and his latest collaborative poetry chapbook, ‘Inamorata at Twilight.

Ken’s been nominated three times for the Pushcart Prize and six times for Best of the Net. He was First Prize Winner for the 2018 and 2019, Realistic Poetry International Nature Poetry Contests.

He has recently begun producing Creative Content on his YouTube channel and has had wonderful success sharing his poetry with the social media community.

Ken loves writing, thunderstorms, coin collecting and spending time with his rescue cats Willa and Yumpy.

 

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