Kenneth, loves satire and writings to spotlight others, but he also has an "addiction" so to speak, to dramatic and abstract/prose poetry.
Time sneaking a smiling silhouette's face
Bringing my soul apart with lover quiet.
Life is not a cage of pain, nor a guilded race.
Life was formerly a bit of joy, love, and might.
Crawling at dusky evening breezes
Sagegrass castles that I once built on promised vows
A sip of darkened wine my lids now easing.
Nothing muted, nothing promised, no wink allowed.
Just a man alone racing against a woman's name
Skeletons gain and I sing a dungeon's plea.
A serpent's tongue passes me with a wizard so tame.
So lay me down quietly as I drift off to her sea.
© 2018 Kenneth Avery