“Twilight’s Drift” By Ken Allen Dronsfield

Reason for waking,

lofty faded dreams

soft steps in grass

eyes raised skyward

Brisk breeze blows

wind swirls on water

geese march in air

reality softly fades.

Flame tip to candle

upon twilight’s drift

gentle moon whispers

napping cats on tables.

Tired head anointed

by fluffy down pillows

cotton candy waltz’s

sun ablaze in yellows

purple be the crocus’

welcome to darkness.


Bio: Ken Allan Dronsfield is a Published Poet and Author originally from New Hampshire, now residing in Oklahoma. He enjoys thunderstorms, walking in the woods at night,  playing guitar and time with his cats Merlin and Willa. Ken’s work can be found in numerous Magazines, Reviews, Journals and Blogs throughout
the Internet and in print venues.

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