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2/29/2016

Three poems by Ken Allan Dronsfield

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Lunatic Shuffle

By Ken Allan Dronsfield


Thin mummified 
trembling bent fingers 
resembling razor 
sharp raptor talons.

Grasp the burial shovel 
with a fervent malice.
Reasoned breezes or 
teasing chaotic tempests

dance on a marshmallow 
clouded pink fantasy.
Sipping sweet tea with 
a lemonade pouted grin;

My jello lunch reeks but a 
Thorazine high greets me;
now painting the lawn in
a mixed shaded azure,

silver pleated brushes 
of bleached blond hair.
Shuffling into the fog as 
my torch is now hushed;

my friend tried to commit 
larceny of my frenzied soul;
hear his cries for mercy 
from a freshly dug grave

behind the lofty asylum
by the tennis courts where
we loved to sit and watch the
staff relaxing and playing there.

I'm floating over the calm bay 
in a '57 Chevy Nomad wagon
waltzing into a newer decade 
in a drug crazed lunatic shuffle.




Vessel of Silent Death

Awakened by a jolt
misty queried fantasy
cold strangled soul
icy grip on the marrow.
Seething under ground
crispy labored breaths
buried alive it seems,
a vessel of silent death.
Life bequeaths a poison,
coolish Vampire decree
I was hated in my day but...
Now, everyone loves me.




Nocturnal Creeper

Newspaper on a table
obituary section open
whilst tepid tea greets 
my rose colored cup.
Today they found Harry
floating in the Creek
nocturnal creeper and
keeper at the old farm.
Twas a Monday last June
whence his Mary passed
Harry's been wandering
since her burial service.
Alone and cold, no spark
in his eyes, nor a reason 
for taking another breath.
Roaming the roads while
seeking and freaking 
upon the questioned
reasons for her death. 
On this day in a note left
upon her grave, just before
leaping into the icy depths,
twas Harry who finally 
lovingly confessed.


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 About the author: Ken Allan Dronsfield is a Published Poet originally from Hampton New Hampshire, now residing in Oklahoma. He has been writing for many years but has only recently begun seeking publication of his work, these appearing in a number of print venues. He enjoys writing, hiking, playing guitar and time with his cats Merlin and Willa.​

Judy Moskowitz link
2/29/2016 03:34:16 pm

Excellent poems.

Leslie DeLuca link
3/1/2016 07:41:37 am

WOW...Ken, you are amazingly leaps and bounds ahead of many of your contemporary's....or is it just that your untapped genius has erupted with an awesome force and great fanfare (and rightfully so, may I add) You're golden; simply hypnotically and delightfully stimulating so. You make the great, greater. Congratulations.


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