By Ken Allan Dronsfield
Wild rambling rose of ocular bloom
salted crackers served with tequila
worms hiding from the reapers plate
ripple chips best to have with clam dip
swirling icy vortex of inebriated candor
toast with gin and choke down ramen
pin-stripe gray suit with a flamboyant tie.
I’ve lost all sight of that ruthless treason
reverence hidden in a purple pious cross
Expedia searches for a ticket to nowhere
the kibitzer only charges two cents a day
eyes shining a scarlet glow during twilight
with darkness arrives the blood red moon
the raucous dogs of war howl until sunrise
reprieve I concede as I’m left on a sandbar
adrift in a dispirited life with scars of glass.
Ken Allan Dronsfield is a disabled veteran, prize winning poet and fabulist from New Hampshire, now residing on the plains of Oklahoma. He has three poetry collections, “The Cellaring”, 80 poems of light horror, paranormal, weird and wonderful work. His second book, “A Taint of Pity”, contains 52 Life Poems Written with a Cracked Inflection. Ken’s third poetry collection, “Zephyr’s Whisper”, 64 Poems and Parables of a Seasonal Pretense, and includes his poem, “With Charcoal Black, Version III”, selected as the First Prize Winner in Realistic Poetry International’s 2018 Nature Poem Contest. His poetry recently won Third Place for the Christmas Poetry Contest by Academy of the Heart and Mind. Ken has been nominated three times for the Pushcart Prize and six times for the Best of the Net, 2016-2018. Ken loves writing, hiking, thunderstorms, and spending time with his cats Willa, Turbo and Yumpy.