Three Poems by Ken L. Jones

Autumn Comes in Waves

The ocean speaks with many voices
That falter as they meet the rocks
Sunrise is a shattering prism
On this planet whose constant orbit
Seems as if it will never stop
And once I owned a piece of it
In whatever sense you measure such things
But these days I personify erosion
As little by little I fade away



Starkly Beautiful and On the Go

Wild horses loping through a shallow brook
Uncultivated trees sway in the wind
The hillsides offer breakfast to meandering goats
The snow is in the distance once again
Sunlight has now migrated away
And will be seasonable in its own good time
And of course I sense a purpose in all of this
That is larger than anything that I could ever define



Subdued Songs

Specks of rain on a lily pad
A waterfall that has many sisters below
The wind makes a music through all of this
More beautiful than any soprano saxophone





For the past thirty-five years Ken L. Jones has been a professionally published author who has done everything from writing Donald Duck Comic books to creating things for Freddy Krueger to say in some of his movies.  In the last six years he has concentrated on his lifelong ambition of becoming a published poet and he has published widely in all genres of that discipline in books, online, in chapbooks and in several solo collections of poetry.