Ken Allan Dronsfield, Summer 2017


Pink shadowed patterns
brick walls of internal turmoil
spoken in tongues; elaborate faceless cries.
Sonnets of tasteless lust
virtuous but icy demise
sinful weekdays beget; regret filled Sundays.
In colored dreamy piety
a weekend totally spent,
within a dutiful list; a timeless treasured gift.
A bleve of personified fate
in the levee of a conjurer
pink shadow patterns; swim upstream a bit too late.


The Ebb and Flow

From atop the great redwood trees
dragonflies fantasize of summertime;
of warmer mornings, balmy winds
dodging flycatcher’s and bullfrogs.
The grasses are green along a pond
baby goslings enjoy the new sunrise;
barn owls love a midnight stellar show
wolves howl and worship the full moon.
Beating hearts prevail in creeks or marshes
deep rivers and great bays ebb and flow
large animals enjoy the salty sweet grass
beautiful wild flowers grace rolling hills.
As the sun now rises in the eastern skies,
from within that great awakening forest
a lone cicada sings his mating sonnet
within the ebb and flow of life’s circle.

(Previously Published, Poppy Road Review)


Tergiversationalism (Ode to a Loss of Faith)

Final declaration by the child of man
kneel at the altar pointing of fingers.
Hated arbitration at the gates of piety
reading of words inscribed on scrolls
inglorious chapters of swollen icy egos.
The solitude found whilst gently afloat
holding the string of a helium balloon
special places which touch your soul;
are those the places worth dying for?
Cascading madness beyond the light
teardrops stream down wrinkled skin
free dive into the dark depths of hell
voices scary in three part blasphemy.
A decrepit waltz in that yellow parlor
decency in a memories of absolution
trusted Crosses of devout symbolism
shovels stand by the mausoleum wall
body bags await all within that dream
rise from your rest in sanctified ground
false prophets question the loss of faith.




Ken Allan Dronsfield is a disabled veteran and poet who was nominated for a Best of the Net and 2 Pushcart Awards for Poetry in 2016. His poetry has been published world-wide in various publications throughout North and South America, Europe, Asia, Australia and Africa. Ken loves thunderstorms, walking in the woods at night, and spending time with his cats Willa, Hemi and Turbo. Ken’s new book, “The Cellaring”, a collection of haunting, paranormal, weird and wonderful poems, has been released and is available through He is the Co-editor of two poetry anthologies, Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze and Dandelion in a Vase of Roses available from

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