Best Promontory Poems

Alone atop a hill,
   an ornamental willow
             dances in the breeze.
Long...

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The Haunted House

An aging Victorian graphite three story house sat on a 
promontory, lonely, deserted, weathered and forlorn.
Broken windows showed signs of cruel abuse from
passersby...

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NOTE: Some of you seemed to enjoy my stories from the past. Of course, posting this in the story folder is tantamount to burying it...

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Okay, okay, I confess. We stole the only hyperdrive ship that wasn't destroyed in the war. But what choice did we have? Our world is...

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Staying on a promontory, I watch,
The wobbling mass of water below.

Before my eyes,
The sea stretches far;
An infinite scroll of chiffon,
Rolling and unrolling
In shades of green...

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In the 1600's, Europeans lived on the eastern shore
Their numbers grew, they wanted more.
Iroquios, Sauk, Ottawa, and Mohawk were tribes they met
Too many and more,...

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CITADEL AND CONSTELLATIONS


The green leaves in rugged moans;
The tall bushes in rumbling groans;
The roofs train creaks-- their fugue
blow cobwebs hugging branches below,
such  are precursors...

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"the willows dip
Their pendent boughs, stooping as if to drink." William Cowper

To a Weeping Willow

The graceful, sweeping green
I remember seeing it,
my first weeping willow
 graceful...

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("Noh" is an ancient Japanese style of 
drama, broadly similar to Elizabethan
tragedy.  "The Wind in the Pines" is
my version of a well-known Noh play.)

1....

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(I.)

Of Ulysses, Homer's Troy And The Wrathful Gods

I, who am of the ancient tribe of trees
  Climb slowly.

Eons unguessed, ere I shall see the...

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Dinner with old friends:
salmon with red cabbage, asparagus, Caesar's salad, penne with
      broccoli, two white wines.
Jane Jacobs could analyze how...

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I can feel the frigid air bite my lungs
as my shallow breaths try in vain to
soothe and stop the burning pain.
Each struggling footfall could be...

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Begin your Diamond Head hike in the early hours of morning as it
Requires two full hours to climb to the top at an
Elevation of seven...

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Two young friends sit on a promontory
     overlooking the windswept 
sea as a lonely lighthouse studies their 
   ...

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Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Tulum
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: October/2013


Tulum, 
in the morning sun,
 is like a diamond 
shining brighter 
than
any diamond 
that 
your eye's
will ever see -

Only a few 
can say 
that 
they have seen 
this mythical
wonder...

the Mayan city, 
that...

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