Ken KennedyinPoets UnlimitedSEPIARADreaming; the very texture of a dream Woven brown, I found Sadness, seeing Sepiara struggle In a puce morass of fading depth; Dismal music…Jul 14, 2018Jul 14, 2018
Ken KennedyinPoets UnlimitedAYMIIsla Calvo; Dan hammering a couple Wahoo; A nice Grouper…some tasty Parroti; Thinking…delicious Ceviche…Margaritas; Loitering close to…Jun 26, 2018Jun 26, 2018
Ken KennedyinPoets UnlimitedLAGOON 3Dreaming…top bunk Mid Pacific…heading east…home. The time Miles Kilman Drank the water from Nori’s shrine Chasing Suntory And we laughed…Jun 26, 2018Jun 26, 2018
Ken KennedyinPoets UnlimitedJOHN’S BARAcross the river, Philadelphia; nearer, the bridge Crossing the river.Jun 21, 2018Jun 21, 2018
Ken KennedyinPoets UnlimitedLagoon 2Perhaps I have this recurring theme From when I drowned On that complex Carmel beach Then lived again. The night I walked thru pine forest…Jun 20, 2018Jun 20, 2018
Ken KennedyinPoets UnlimitedLagoonNot sure where it is. In a dream? In a Guam memory? Perhaps the coral bottom beach; Building a recreational swim-hole Behind a stunning…Jun 19, 2018Jun 19, 2018
Ken KennedyinPoets UnlimitedRIVERHUS REVISITEDAfter rain dispersed Most people then stopped, I walk a dark wet street. Wind presses sodden debris, Dead leaves cluster On the rusted…Jun 19, 2018Jun 19, 2018
Ken KennedyinPoets UnlimitedSANCTUMIn a dark room Filled with the unfamiliar, Each step a painfull knock, Each touch a sharp edged cut, Each grope a strangeness, Each breath…Jun 6, 2018Jun 6, 2018
Ken KennedyinPoets UnlimitedTWENTY FIVE FATHOMSYou have been To where the sea-plate Knifes beneath the catching continent; Seen the yawning fan-edge; The black gash of the Carmel trench…Jun 4, 2018Jun 4, 2018
Ken KennedyinPoets UnlimitedTWENTY ONE FATHOMSDive the whistle buoy. Hand over hand Down the chain To its anchor In rocks that bleed red Gorgonia. Listen to its phantom sound; Tolling…Jun 4, 2018Jun 4, 2018