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Kenneth R. Jenkins

Kenneth R. Jenkins

Starry Night

(to Starry)
 
                                  Up
                                 Above
                                 I see
                           You shining brightly,
                           Above the busy night
Singled                                         out of sight
My starry star
Blinking brightly yet so far.
There is never such a night
Where I look up and see you in sight
My                                   Starry           Starry
 
                                      Night.

Altre opere di Kenneth R. Jenkins...
to fly...

and they took up wings to fly. Please, don’t cry for me, You don’t need to shed a tear, Just put those tears in a bottle t… And let it sail to the nearest oce…
Melancholy, by Edvard Munch
Blue Poetry Blues

Am I blue? Blues in my soul Carrying the weight of every burde… Of every man and it ain’t no good… My man ain’t no good 'cause he sta…
, by Gilles DETOT
And Justice for All?

Yet we are free From slavery’s chains, And chains that bind them together What about the mental freedom you… Freedom of slave master’s whips
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, by Dario Brönnimann
My Star Poem

one star so bright, shine, shine through the dark nigh… i love to see you shine so because i know how lovely you are
A Poem for Trayvon

Just because you are young Doesn’t mean much to some But because you are black It means nothing! Somebody killed another child!
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Poem: untitled for now

Nighttime love Daytime dreams while Afternoons delights us And the evening rolls on and on Until the next cycle
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Poem #48

Come fly with me To the moon, To the stars shinning at night, Come fly with me Baby fly with me
Mikhail Ivanovich Glinka during the composition of the opera Ruslan and Lyudmila, by Iliá Repin
the poet’s pen

o write a verse poet, to kinder the soul, to soothe it so, until we can feel every verse put to paper,
Time

We live moment by moment Time after time, Allotted to us one day after day Until you’ll surely find Time slipping away slowly
My Star Poem

one star so bright, shine, shine through the dark nigh… i love to see you shine so because i know how lovely you are
This Is Who I Am!

Brother, Lover, Poet, Freelance writer, Son,
Nymph and satyr, by Henri Matisse
Trippin’

I am trippin’ off of you And the things that you do, And the way you talk, The way you talk, Baby it’s such a delight
Sister Girl

to Tice, Sherry, Pat, Simone, Ma… Girls to the end No matter what No matter how, We are sisters to the very end
Spread love

Spread love Why is there no love? One voice, One people, One God,
Portrait of Jeanne Hébuterne, by Amedeo Modigliani
Broken Dreams, Broken Images

Torn. Battered. Forgotten and even cast aside Like anything else Or like some piece of garbage toss…
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