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Life without him

Being without him, it's like you can feel his touch but
You can't see him.
Your thinking to your self how much longer am I going 
To have to go threw my life without him.

 Your thinking it's almost over but really it's not even close
Being here without him it's like I can't breath right now, 
I

Categories: kenneth, first love,
Form: Bio

Frail,Fragile

Poem

FRAIL& FRAGILE
Rough path I have been through
The journey of torturing
Sleeping in the down side road
Feeling frail and fragile inside
The hurting force keep me at one position
It's like centrifugal force
The blind side of the internal bleeding

It's a long telling 
When I don't have much energy to say 
In the middle edge of maintaining broken life
The place

Categories: kenneth, anxiety, business, caregiving, children,
Form: Verse

I Hear Music Ancient Music

I
The Reeds rest in water by faith
You may recall Baby Moses' name
Or you may forget the Prince of Egypt
And his name, "Up from Reeds"
THE WIND IN THE WILLOWS
Also sings to and in the Weeds
The Reeds that feed, sing, civilize us
As in Egypt of Papyri fame, flames
Of music remind us to remember
For we are wont to

Categories: kenneth, allegory, international, metaphor, music,
Form: Ekphrasis

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

A Man Eating Bananas

There was a man who ate bananas 
Sitting on a unicycle
And spitting their seeds
At nearby passing buses
The sounds of beetles’ feet
Walking on the crinkled sidewalk
Driving him crazy.

This poem is in response to a nonsensical poem by Kenneth Patchen named The Man Who Saw a Grass. So, I thought I could write a similar poem that

Categories: kenneth, humorous,
Form: Free verse

Rain

Shower me
Wash me clean
Let Your rain shower me,
Wash me redeem
My soul so I am made whole
Once more
And once more be clean.

Let it rain,
Let it pour out on me,
Let it rain,
Let it drench my very soul.
Clean me up anything that’s not clean
Once more
And once more be clean.

Make me whole,
Make me whole again
Within me inside and out
Make

Categories: kenneth, life, rain,
Form: Free verse

Kenneth Standish 1912-1919

Kenneth Standish
1912-1919

We lived on Newlin Street in a gray house,
Across from the Catholic church, St. Mary’s.
I loved going to the Mass every morning,
Which I did daily with my shirt tucked in.
Until my kidney sickness stopped me.
I would have been a altar boy,
Had I lived longer.
But I hated Catholic school with that nun!
She was mean to

Categories: kenneth, childhood,
Form: Epitaph

Kenneth Bernard Jordan

Poet:  Ken Jordan
Poem:  Kenneth Bernard Jordan
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan
written:  November/2014


Someday 
I'll
fly away 

to
this unknown 
place

High
above the
clouds

I'll 
cross a bridge 

between 
the 
Stars 

Somewhere 
over
the Rainbow -

Categories: kenneth, celebration,
Form: Light Verse

Mourning By Kenneth Morales 8th Grade

At a graveyard, looking down at
the grave. In deep emotional pain.
Hoping that, that one person is in
a better place. Last few weeks
for her have been hell. But everybody
gave her a blessing and 
then she passed away. Now she's 
with God, looking down on me.

Love you grandma.

Categories: kenneth, angst, death, love, nostalgia,
Form: Narrative