The Blues in Four-Four Time (Poems by Ken McKeon):
The Teacup The day’s done, but doing still, It’s a wrap, A mummified year, Full of slowly wriggling final hours, I could really use...
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Monster Mash–by Ken McKeon
(Ken’s poem could be about the search for scapegoats, so ubiquitous in today’s headlines) Frost famously asked Which does one prefer, Fire or ice,...
Balance is a Movement in Space and Time
Discovering a healthy balance in how we feel and act seems to be an on-going challenge. As soon as we think we have found...
Mythic Mountain
We are Elder Brother and our mountain is the navel of the world. To the north and to the south, Younger Brother is free...
Looking Both Ways
We can’t help but compare ourselves with others—their accomplishments, their looks, their virtues. Perhaps we just need to be true to our inner self....
May All Beings Be Well
Torn down enough already this morning (A poem by Ken Mckeon) To furnish a junkyard, The chained dogs, my New found friends, They bark...
Two is the Loneliest Number
“When I look inside and see that I am nothing, that is wisdom. When I look outside and see that I am everything, that...
Love Thy Neighbor
Our children and grandchildren will live in a future that we are now creating. So why aren’t we trying to leave them a more...
The Dance of Earth and Sky
A tree is an entity whose very purpose in life seems to include the task of conducting water from the darkness of the earth,...