Writing junk
takes its toll
not just on aspirations,
but on my soul.
If I can’t offer
a cup of pristine water
to my reader,
it is no better barter
to construct a Versailles fountain
fed by – slightly – polluted streams
and to be satisfied with that!
Rather sever hand and bury pen
than to accept that I have wrought
a poem – almost – the best I can.
About Ken Greenman
Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free!
Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
Poems by Ken 