Silver Prose Poems

It is the simple things of life
that I remember the most.
The unique smell of Africa
pungent with spices and scents
so exotic they flood your nostrils.

It is...

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Judas, how could you betray the Son of Man with a kiss for thirty pieces of silver? Judas, how could you not see that you...

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Look for the silver lining in everything you see,
Not all things are as they seem to be.

Abuse lurks behind poverty, frowns, money, and smiles.
Nobody knows...

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Before they silence my voice
Under jackboots and bone crushing dogs
I must set fort before dusk
As I am shielded 
By his gore
And crafted like Daniel
In the...

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The photograph that Tim had shown me a few hours earlier certainly did not do it justice.
From what I could see it was a large...

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this isn't about London
with its etch-o-sketch shapes
this isn’t about the city
with its razor sharp lines

this isn't about Blake’s
chartered streets
groaning under the weight
of its financial institutions

This...

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Man is mortal, a mere worm,
A mist that appears quickly then vanish.
Like a flower that flourishes,
And very soon its beauty withers,
Then its place remembers it...

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NDIDI (PATIENCE IS GOLDEN)

Patience said:
"Whatever my old man says."
So,
I saw the wise, bald, old man
In his thatched mud hut
Loin cloth knotted 
Around his shoulders 
The...

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(For the Lack of anything else to call it)
          Educated Nonsense     ...

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Evening Hours 

An azure sky is being defeated 
by a shadow world where
a persistent half-moon is already
making its way up the silken expanses 
of blackest...

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Pristine glory washes clean the earth
with crystals white and pure and sparkling
Gone is the marring dirt and trash, hidden
by blankets woven with silver thread
Its crisp...

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Direct me to the One selling magic beans-
my few remaining coins burn pocket holes
(and this is my last good pair of trousers)

nothing else worked, nor...

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 I swept away the cobwebs, 
from my still dreaming mind.  
Chugging a cup of obsidian caffeine, 
I watched Brother Sun’s climb; 
the clouds...

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A countenance of shining silver..
was a cheerful lucent mirror.
Sparkled on the cheeks ..
droplets of woe and tear.
The grief of grimace flushed..
the glitter was all disappear...

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very funny thing came to my mind... meeting after the Saviours Great comeback ,hugging Him and hug all the people beginning from Adam and Eve...

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...cont

His sleep was tormented,
each sound he heard playing upon his dreams,
until the sweet notes he remembered
floated into his ears like the gentleness of down.
Following the...

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I had words for you after the meeting last night, but you were gone before we connected. Please receive these 'fitly spoken words' that are...

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A tale of two twins ...


Kit:	That sure was a mean swing, Dottie. You knocked it out of the park. You’re the Sultana of Swat. I...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan
Poem:  Tomorrow
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan 
written:  July/2018

Tomorrow’s dawn is flameless 
It’s a silhouette, camouflaged 
by an oasis of stars...

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The evolution of humans is that
we went from simple cell
organisms to plastics. 
All this fakeness makes me 
want to embrace realness.
Blemishes and weight gain,
silver hair...

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