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Watching the River Flow

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

Dreams, like this river, bend through time. And tears. The relentless bore of a ruthless stream’s urge to carry on to the sea, to see ..

Deliver Me From Temptation

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

We were schooled to think like angels: demons Lay in wait around every corner. Our faith, Forever in jeopardy, forever dependent on The..

In the Wake of Gods

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

True inspiration, I sense, almost feel, cannot be bottled like the wind or spun as if everyday run-of-the-mill cloth -- imagination requi..

So Speaketh the Old Oak

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

The sun goes, but leaves its shadows behind; The majestic oak denuded, glowering Towards the half-armed moon, seemed more vulnerable, S..

Poetry

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

Fantasy, folly, black black-rain -- Muses Grant their gifts tentatively, rarely Free or unencumbered, without expectations Of a quid pro quo. For ev..

Doris' Daughter

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

Doris’s daughter was an unhappy mate. Last night loose winds, rain, heavy black curlers rolled upand over the eiderdown dunes, all along our ..

One Last Question

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

If you were here, found the hearth cold and breathless, would you draw the shades, or summon the sun to revive what little remains of the heart you ..

The Better Angels No Longer Fly Economy

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

I was taught the weight of the world was but a feather in the hands of an angel. Heaven and Hell and everywhere between rested upon the..

WHEREVER, THERE AND BEYOND

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

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The Other Monkeys

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

In the dream I am sitting my final exam. All around me, other monkeys, unfazed by the invisibility of ink, appear to be scratching answe..