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Beckoning Sea

written by: Ken Allan Dronsfield

@KenKadfield

 

My hand reaches out to block

the suns rays; soaring high is a lone

white gull, a warm breath on cheeks

reflecting the blue sky; parted lips.

The sea overflows the white sands

serene of shadow; soft of noise

as wings of green teal swiftly wave;

heartbeats quicken.

I see a blue autumn sky

love, hopes and dreams

sometimes, I see you there.

Off-shore is where you'll find me

even if you're only in dreams

ocean winds beckoning taking

me so far away from you;

an autumn sea rages.

Ken Allan Dronsfield

Ken Allan Dronsfield

Ken Allan Dronsfield is a disabled veteran, prize winning poet and fabulist from New Hampshire, now residing on the plains of Oklahoma. He is widely published in magazines, journals, reviews and anthologies throughout the US and abroad. He has three poetry collections, "The Cellaring", 80 poems of light horror, paranormal, weird and wonderful work. His second book, "A Taint of Pity", contains 52 Life Poems Written with a Cracked Inflection. Ken's third poetry collection, "Zephyr's Whisper", 64 Poems and Parables of a Seasonal Pretense, and includes his poem, "With Charcoal Black, Version III", selected as the First Prize Winner in Realistic Poetry International's recent Nature Poem Contest. Ken won First Prize for his Haiku on Southern Collective Experience. He's been nominated three times for both the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net for 2016-2018. Ken loves writing, hiking, thunderstorms, and spending time with his cats Willa and Yumpy.
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