“I’m a prideful son-of-a-bitch, I’ll admit that. I’ll gladly meet you half way to love you like you’ve never been loved before. . . . But I’ll be damned if I’ll cross a bridge to kiss your ass.” – The Bard
“The most defining moments in one’s life are his birth. And his death. In between, what counts the most are not his wins. Or his losses. But the opportunities he took. And the ones he passed on. The girls he kissed. And the ones he wishes he had. May you live it all and regret […]
By Don Kenton Henry It is to the soul as the sun is to light It is as steel It is as clay It is as diamonds It is hardened by the fire in the furnace of life As steel, clay, and diamonds are tempered and cured […]
By Don Kenton Henry Often I reflect on a memory I count among the better And feel the fullness of her breasts beneath that cotton sweater I feel the tenderness of her lips The warmth of her breath upon my chest All this then some to come under dim gymnasium lights I recall […]
By Don Kenton Henry “Ok, Junior. Take the usual seat here on the porch and let’s parlez about the latest Sabbatical you are about to take.” That’s how it always began with Uncle Waldo . . . him telling me to take a seat. Always direct (most times painfully so) but on this occasion, he […]
By Don Kenton Henry So you thought you’d seen it and heard it all, my friend And that life ran true without ever a bend That other’s words were sanctified and you trusted without end To every orphan, stray, and stranger you shared your home and heart again and again You were not […]
By Don Kenton Henry Woven of your words is a cloak in which you wrap your mind A verbal and written tapestry which serves counsel to your soul and a shelter to your heart What a beautiful dreaming word weaver are you Stitching thoughts of love, and loss, with rhyme But there are […]
