Ode to a Life I Forgot to Live. by Ken Allan Dronsfield

Looking into a crystal ball at my life;

rummaging through my mind’s attic

thinking of a New Year's resolution,

through the haze of a hangover.

Searching cherished moments that

brought a smile to my lips, a giggle

to the jello shots, and feelings of joy

within the music of Guns n Roses.

Excited whispers while spying a

lone mouse steal cheese off the bar.

Thoughts about old girlfriends from

years ago, and how they're doing.

Clipping playing cards onto bicycle

spokes; so proud to make ’em loud.

Many wonderful memories, but I do

not remember other things, like my

first day at school, or my graduation.

I can recite my phone number of almost

50 years ago, but can’t remember my

wedding anniversary date; that's so odd.

Time goes on and your memory fills, it's

just an Ode to a Life I Forgot to Live.

Ken Allan Dronsfield is a disabled veteran, prize winning poet and fabulist from New Hampshire, now residing on the plains of Oklahoma. He has three poetry collections, "The Cellaring", 80 poems of light horror, paranormal, weird and wonderful work. His second book, "A Taint of Pity", contains 52 Life Poems Written with a Cracked Inflection. Ken's third poetry collection, "Zephyr's Whisper", 64 Poems and Parables of a Seasonal Pretense, and includes his poem, "With Charcoal Black, Version III", selected as the First Prize Winner in Realistic Poetry International's recent Nature Poem Contest. Ken won First Prize for his Haiku on Southern Collective Experience. He's been nominated three times for the Pushcart Prize and six times for the Best of the Net, 2016-2018. Ken loves writing, hiking, thunderstorms, and spending time with his cats Willa and Yumpy.