With Honesty Comes Rain

By Ken Allen Dronsfield

 

As horse hooves pound

upon hard clay and rock trail

dusty, water stained curtains

move in gentle humid breezes.

Thunder reigns o’er the lands

off in the distant mountains

here, it’s quiet, tough to breathe

spiders tiptoe across the table.

Glistened tears fall in puddles

swollen red eyes pray for tissues

old friendships dissolve away

without any rhyme or reason.

In these lands, forgotten by many

remembered only of dirt and heat,

never ending dust rising skyward

a dust bowl of hell on earth.

Laughter is simply reflected with

dark thoughts or nightmares.

A casting of dull sun and shadow,

with honesty comes the rain.

Ken Allan Dronsfield is a disabled veteran, poet and fabulist originally from New Hampshire, now residing on the plains of  Oklahoma. His work can be found in magazines, journals, reviews and anthologies. He has two poetry books, “The Cellaring” a collection of 80 poems of light horror, paranormal, weird and wonderful work. His newest book, “A Taint of Pity”, Life Poems Written with a Cracked Inflection, are available through Amazon.com. He is a three-time Pushcart Prize and twice Best of the Net Nominee for 2016-2017. Ken loves writing, thunderstorms, walking in the woods at night and spending time with his cats Willa and Yumpy.