Never Before Seen
The newborn river leads a very monastic life out by the farm bunkhouse
that is a figment of its imagination and the trajectory of its hallelujah is so heartfelt
while storm clouds that rumble with midnight pan flutes coagulate about like caged animals circling warily.
I Dreamt Often Of
The frozen reefs remind me of peacock feathers.
The quick limed air seems misty with ant hills
while I listen to the forest's melodies on this foggy morning.
Gazing down into the roiling rainstorm that slowly creeps in from the sea.
Picked Like Ripe Avacados
Midnight's glow upon the meadow makes it look like a seafloor
and the ghosts who haunt its poetry are burnished blackbirds.
Yet this blue ice nightscape is a withered harvest of abstracted found and recycled objects
and its soundtrack is a mandolin long evaporated.
Yet till dawn arrives in a golden kimono shivering dilated and copper hot.
It will murmur low a long lonesome sonnet
more poignant than the brooding weathered strains of As Time Goes By.
Ken L. Jones has been a professionally published writer for nearly forty years. At the beginning of his career he became well-known as a cartoonist and had such work appear at Disney Studios and for the New Kids On The Block singing group. In the last ten years he has concentrated heavily on writing poetry in various genres. He has appeared in Kind Of A Hurricane Press' many anthologies and blogs. His poems have also appeared in Phil Yeh's Uncle Jam Magazine, Dual Coast Magazine, Red Ochre Press, Poetry Quarterly, Circle of Light, and Tulip Tree Review. His most recent achievement was a poetry chap book called Dreams of Somewhere Else published by Prolific Press.