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COME HOME POET MAN
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 […]
WORD WEAVER DREAM BELIEVER
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 […]
Story Time With Bard Of The Woods, Recitation #2
Good evening. This is recitation #2 of Story Time With The Bard Of The Woods. You may find most of my work here at the Bardofthewoods.com and―if you don’t follow me already―I hope you will. Tonight I am going to catch you up by reciting the last 3 poems I have written, starting with the […]
DEATH COMES A HORSEMAN
By Don Kenton Henry There is a great black cloud which fills the void between the prairie to the sky It blocks the sun and breathes and, as it does, exhales a wind from the soot and sulfur filled lungs of the dark side It rolls onward and before it comes a pale horseman […]
SHADOWBOXER
By Don Kenton Henry He works in the quite corner of a dank and darkened gym It reeks of the sweat of men of color and the working stiff Alone, it’s just the mirror, the floor and him Gone are the days he was all angle iron and barbed wire on two feet fighting […]
The Sound Of A Heart Breaking
By Don Kenton Henry What sound does a heart make when it breaks Is it as quiet as the breath that now you cannot take Or . . . as the goodbye you never heard Is it the sound of the fluttering broken wing of a bird as it struggles in vain to fly […]
STORY TIME WITH THE BARD OF THE WOODS, RECITATION #1
As I say in the accompanying video, I have been writing since I was fifteen years of age. (Except for the thirty years I took a break.) The last seven years, I have been a member of a writer’s club here in my home, The Woodlands, Texas. Our work is often read by the leader […]
Captured By A Classics Comic Book
By Don Kenton Henry Upon first glance, she strikes you like the page of a book She’ll never mean too much until you take a close look Just black letters on a small white sheet Nothing pleasing to the eye, nothing special to meet But read her like a speed reader and examine the whole […]
RESEARCH NOTES
Focus the microscope a little closer, please I’ve never observed a species such as these Their method of consumption is quite crude Their reproductive system . . . rather rude Inefficient and unsuccessful despite its simplicity Attribute this to self–destructive tendencies A succession of splitting cells and self―replicating DNA Mitosis, Meiosis, Prophase and […]
From Where I Sit
You talk of what you’ve done and have the nerve to criticize me You speak of missions failed and how much you despise me You laugh at my defeats, savoring each downfall with great pleasure Knowing all the time, it’s you who lost―you’ve done nothing to be measured Myself, I’ve never been content seeking […]
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