“Occupy the Present” by Ken Allan Dronsfield

Whatever be the season,

perhaps you are the reason,

for the shadowed man whom

limps down the narrow lane.

With help of a burled cane, or

such unequivocal refrain within

the wispy glow of twilight dawn

I bare silent witness to the spark.

As the gauntlet was dropped on

the old dirt floor, I clenched it with

wrinkled hands in horror and saw

the light echo in a brackish sky.

Blink once for yes; twice for no,

thrice to answer within a fallowed

tear as your ears woefully bleed;

silently, muffled steps unheard as

butterflies flutter in a stellar haze.

Waltzing to the symphony of a super

nova’s sonnet, emblazoned insanity

perched on the rim of a black hole

whilst I blissfully rule the absence,

we beckon to occupy the present.
(Excerpt from Ken’s book, A Taint of Pity, 1/2018)


Ken Allan Dronsfield is a disabled veteran, poet and fabulist. His work has been published world-wide in various publication venues. His newest poetry collection, “A Taint of Pity; Life Poems Written with a Cracked Inflection” is now available from Amazon.com. Ken loves writing, thunderstorms, walking in the woods at night, spending time relaxing and playing with his cats Willa, Turbo, Hemi and Yumpy.

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