Ken e Bujold : Writing

Pound's Poem

Pound's Poem

A Poem by Ken e Bujold


Make it new, and bring back the old that was left in its dust wield the pen chisel and paint what once seemed fresh wh..
Yesterday

Yesterday

A Poem by Ken e Bujold


A tomorrow once, now just another of the beat up old junkers on the blocks out back rusting away among the roses. A few parts, perhap..
Christ Knows

Christ Knows

A Poem by Ken e Bujold


Taking a step back, I arrived just in the nick of time to find nothing much as I expected. An old face I should have recognized ..
Muddy Boots

Muddy Boots

A Poem by Ken e Bujold


Marching into April, just When bare began to appear The way of woods, nature Would start to stir the dead From winter and youth ..
The Osage Sage

The Osage Sage

A Poem by Ken e Bujold


another add to my poets' poet suite. Celebration of our own WB Munn
Calvin and Hobbes

Calvin and Hobbes

A Poem by Ken e Bujold


sorry, if you thought cartoons. I prefer my philosophers of sterner materials
Walking on Air

Walking on Air

A Poem by Ken e Bujold


'Final revisions of my Heaney tribute'
The Old Fedora

The Old Fedora

A Poem by Ken e Bujold


The old gray fedora, felt Like wisdom, full of stories I misplaced through the years but ..
A Poem For All My Dead Poets

A Poem For All My Dead Poets

A Poem by Ken e Bujold


Reading over Their treasured lines -- through time To time when life aches Baked straw rhymes To nourish generations Not yet divine..
From Baudelaire Through Ashbery, A Poem (Final Revisions)

From Baudelaire Through Ashbery, A Poem (Final Rev..

A Poem by Ken e Bujold


I wish I wish I wish a bed of poems I might I might like the emboiled Charles Thread from the milky fever of an unrhymed reason. I wish I h..