Poetry

Like Frost On A Window

By bardofthewoods September 10, 2014 Leave a comment

By Don Kenton Henry Your heart is a stone Cold as one in a hearth whose fire has gone out Long since Your eyes have become as dark and frosted as the window in which I sit In a home as empty as your conscience   Echoed laughter from these walls I try to forget […]

HISTORY BY THE NUMBERS

By bardofthewoods May 27, 2014 Leave a comment

HISTORY BY THE NUMBERS BY DON KENTON HENRY The eight year old grasped the old man’s hand as they walked among the rows of headstones white as the cherry blossoms and clouds in the blue sky above.  As they entered Section 12 the man’s grip grew tighter. Counting each site, beneath which lay a veteran, […]

Yester Summer Day

By bardofthewoods April 16, 2014 Leave a comment

By Don Kenton Henry There are times – most often when this planet drifts a little closer to the sun for the season to come My mind turns to the days when these old legs could run No direction; and only because they could Only difference between me and a June colt was a colt […]

Not A Hallmark Card

By bardofthewoods February 14, 2014 Leave a comment

By Don Kenton Henry Where does a broken heart go Where are lost loves found Is there a valley or a meadow where cupid’s arrows gone awry lie A place where spring does not spring and in winter’s icy grip the hearts of the heart broken, by heart breakers, are held  bound Where hope like […]

I Am An American Soldier

By bardofthewoods November 11, 2013 3 Comments

I AM AN AMERICAN SOLDIER BY DON KENTON HENRY I am and have been on watch eleven score and seventeen years Only my uniform has changed I am the one who twice saved the world I halt quests to exchange your freedom for oppression, the color of your skin for theirs – Your religion for […]

The Time Wolf

By bardofthewoods July 15, 2013 Leave a comment

THE TIME WOLF By Don Kenton Henry In the late afternoon of life, sunrise seems not so long ago Though the morning dew is long dry upon my shoes, the joys of youth Still shine as the sun’s soft rays upon my denying soul And sweet memories drop in as fresh and comforting as summer […]