Poems by Ken Allan Dronsfield

Waltz of the Scarecrow That which gives often...may receive nothing in return. Do not be deceived by the words etched in stones. Corn often grows taller than words; words often grow taller than deeds. The Scarecrow walks the fields at night through stalks of corn taller than tales told by the fire. We take our … Continue reading Poems by Ken Allan Dronsfield

Poems by Ken Allan Dronsfield

Reddish Eventide As the sky turns from a light gray to orange. streetlamps now hang albeit a fallow pale Bluebirds gather upon the wires and poles the morning sun makes feathers feel warm coot and cormorant soar down the shoreline white terns hastily skim along wave crests large fishing boats race to leave the harbor … Continue reading Poems by Ken Allan Dronsfield