Tag Archive | poetry of the bard


“And the mournful heart call of a loon crying for its lost mate still echoes over a moonlit lake in the North Woods as Sam picks up his brush.” By Don Kenton Henry   He put down his palette and lay his brush across it. The forearm of his painting hand came to rest across […]

Ghost Ship

By Don Kenton Henry   A man has to have worked very hard at being this alone I am asked if this was always my plan I reply, you mean to inhabit a one person home To be an island unto myself , a solitary man It took years to lose the people, friends, pets, […]