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SECOND KISS (PUT TO POEM)

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 […]

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 […]

THIS TALE WAGS ITSELF

By Don Kenton Henry Alas, everyone who ever went as far as the fourth grade is familiar with the work of Mark Twain. And everyone who grew up in small town America can relate at least a little to that of which what he wrote. Twain himself grew up in a small town on a […]

LET THE LEAVES BE POETRY

By Don Kenton Henry   You were a beauty rare I was a man with dearth of words A paucity of poetry I claimed I cursed my thoughts should go unheard You, lover of song and mirth ― how could you have cared For I without a worthy tribute   O what I’d given to […]

A JIM BEAM CHRISTMAS

    King had a soft mouth. That’s what my dad always said. King was dad’s prize, field bred and accomplished, orange and white Brittany Spaniel. A “soft mouth” is a bird hunter’s parlance for a dog that will retrieve without ruffling a feather or bruising an already damaged quarry. This, and his ability to […]

BRANDED

By Don Kenton Henry      Now I’m not saying he was fat, but in a day before “morbidly obese became the new slim” … Well … let’s just say “Woody” was chubby. We could also say he never met a piece of apple pie―or any kind of pie for that matter―he didn’t like. And he […]

A Night At The Oscars

A NIGHT AT THE OSCARS By Don Kenton Henry ”You’re traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination. That’s the signpost up ahead—your next stop …” Finn’s Landing, Indiana!      Pardon the poetic license this author […]