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April 06, 2026
Ken Allan Dronsfield

Ken Allan Dronsfield

Ken Allan Dronsfield is a disabled veteran and prize winning poet from New Hampshire, now residing in Oklahoma.

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About Ken Allan Dronsfield

Ken Allan Dronsfield is a disabled veteran and prize winning poet from New Hampshire, now residing in Oklahoma.

He has six poetry collections to date; 'The Cellaring', 'A Taint of Pity', 'Zephyr's Whisper', ‘The Cellaring, Second Edition’, ‘Sonnets and Scribbles’ and his latest collaborative book, 'Inamorata at Twilight. Ken's been nominated four times for the Pushcart Prize and seven times for Best of the Net. He was First Prize Winner for the 2018 and 2019, Realistic Poetry International Nature Poetry Contests. He has recently begun producing Creative Content on his YouTube channel and has had wonderful success sharing his poetry with the social media community.

Ken loves writing, thunderstorms, coin collecting and spending time with his rescue cats Willa and Yumpy.

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  • The Taint of Pity

    "...lucent clouded skies of blended silent obscurity..."

  • Burning Man

    "...sands stained with the blood from star shards..."

  • Tempest

    "...enveloped within the twilight's dark cloak..."

  • Waltzing into a Morning Glory

    "...a long sip of whisky brings home regrets..."

  • Ode to a New Hell

    "...In dungeons of a darkish desperation..."

  • Raven's Flavor

    "...a last tomato ripens in a sunlit window..."

  • A Sonnet to the Sculler

    "...while seeking all alive on Halloween..."

  • Odd Shaded Sky

    "...like snare drums in the open sky..."

  • A Cold Crimson Mist

    "...buried alive it now seems..."

  • Stupefied

    "...Forgetting today's dragooned folly..."

  • Moon Flower Dreams

    "...lost within ethereal dreams of moon flowers..."

  • Exegesis

    "...Waiting for a springtime kiss..."

  • Spring Unclaimed

    "...winds blowing snow through the bare oak trees..."

  • Oh, What the Hell

    "...good thing my favorite color is black..."

  • Into the Fire

    "...beyond the terror, beyond the spark..."

  • Winter of Days

    "...soft whispers echo upon the cellar walls..."

  • Time and Money

    "...I think it might disappear into the land of lost socks..."

  • Pebble and Stubble

    "...In what field strides the Earth..."

  • Season of Flame

    "...Great fires decimate these lands and..."

  • Zephyr's Whisper

    "...a lone red leaf floats by gathering speed then disappears downstream..."

  • Witches and Stone

    "...In what field strides a dark Witch, through stalks as thick as bovine legs..."

  • Requiem of White Ash

    "...Witches cast spells; send superstitions to hell..."

  • A Shaking Tree

    "...but she has promises to attend..."

  • Tempest of Cold

    "...take thy lashing from out my heart..."

  • The Death of Whydah Sibyl

    "...Whydah Sibyl still sings her lovelorn sonnet..."

  • Miss Emma's Hairy Smallish Cat

    "Has anyone seen a little cat?"

  • Cape Cod Reflections

    "...terns hover over crests of rolling waves..."

  • Liar's Paradise

    "...carry a dare deep into the devil's favor..."

  • Sonnet 17, Quiet Time

    "...Trees blossom with colorful leaves of Fall..."

  • Snow Bird

    "...may another sunrise find you..."

  • Waltz of the Scarecrow

    "...stalks of corn taller than tales told by the fire..."

  • The Yearning

    "...I uncovered brazen devotion..."

  • Sonnet 33, A Timeless Splendor

    "...chasing the ghostly hoodoos and whatsits..."

  • Ellipse

    "...As the day turns to night, and night to day..."

  • Verdure of Spring

    "...that love, only love could survive..."

  • A Daymare in Dark Water

    "...Dusty hazy light fades during twilight

  • Perturbed

    "...delicate orchids stare in contempt..."

  • Soft Silky Breeze

    "...Branches sway in a slow harmony..."

  • Spring on the Beach

    One last image of springtime before ...

  • Radiance of Mortality

    "...an icy red wine sky leaps into our mind..."