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Absent of Present

written by: Ken Allan Dronsfield

@KenKadfield

 

Has anyone seen me?
I know I used to be here,
perhaps there, somewhere.
I feel so lost, gone like old
bones ground into nothing.

Dust in a strong breeze.

I felt like a cat nine tail,
standing straight and tall
bent over by marsh winds
waving to all lake side,
lost fantasy skyward.

Passion blooms; life après.

Depth of a cranky shade
of listless yet excited bliss.
Blessed by the thoughts and
prayers of strangers, love
enhanced by a whisper.

But has anyone seen me?

Ken Allan Dronsfield

Ken Allan Dronsfield

AUGUST 2019 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Ken Allan Dronsfield is a disabled veteran, prize winning poet and fabulist from New Hampshire, now residing on the plains of Oklahoma. He is a proud member of the Poetry Society of New Hampshire. Ken has three poetry collections, "The Cellaring", "A Taint of Pity", and "Zephyr's Whisper". Ken was selected as the First Prize Winner in Realistic Poetry International 2018 and 2019 Nature Poetry Contests. He was recently selected as Poet of the Month for Spillwords Press. He's been nominated three times the Pushcart Prize and six times for Best of the Net. Ken loves writing, hiking, and spending time with his cats Willa and Yumpy.
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