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The Loom of Life and Raveled Love
by Don Kenton Henry The Loom of Life and Raveled Love by Don Kenton Henry Born into one small seam in the fabric of time and space With no control over entry and little over exit We are either weavers or woven into lives of hapless random chaos . . . or somewhat chosen orchestrated […]
Hope
By Don Kenton Henry Hope is not a thing that begins as I slip from my bed and my feet touch the ground. Neither is it found on my stoop as I exit my front door. Down my path, a winding one at that, I course . . . sometimes stumbling, sometimes falling in the […]
COUNT THE BRAVE AND NOBLE KINDRED
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 […]
MY FRONT PORCH WITH UNCLE WALDO
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 […]
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 […]
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