By Ken Allan Dronsfield


When you have risked it all

just to have a taste.

When you have feasted on victory,

and swallowed defeat.

When you’ve achieved ambitions,

yet still felt unfulfilled.

When you realized it’s not

about what you own, but more

about what you experience.

When you see the sun on the

horizon, or the rising full moon

do you feel the unrelenting pull?

When wonder and the quest

becomes the need to explore.

Take the time to praise your God

and seek the rare and the unknown.

Desire the path less trodden

and perceive an elation of spirit.

Let your dreams find adventure.

hoist your great white billowing sheets,

and ride a serpent into the rising sun.


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.  

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