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Frederick Kesner
Frederick Kesner
[arqios] (28 August / St. Thomas University Hospital)
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Reading and writing, pen and paper,
they have given the younger Frederick
a passion from his primary school years:
as soon as the alphabet was learnt;
the very moment he could wield a pen,
there began a continuing journey
wherein the destination is not placed
more highly than the moments spent,
the sojourns explored, in writing.
Will you come and journey with the author,
traversing time and ... more »
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Frederick Kesner Poems
Confrontational History`... more »
Love Is
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Kitchen Sink
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Modular Nonconformity
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A Cup Runs Over
The well has not gone dry,
less frequented maybe
by both the drawers and
the occasional passersby.... more »
Crimson Of Fear
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Shot At Dawn
This poem does not condone desertion
nor is it a proponent of summary execution
or the use of capital punishment as a deterrent.... more »
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'''Whence a poem dies is conceived a phoenix.'''
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''At the uttermost reaches of what's known is a glimpse of what's beyond.''
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''Somewhere beyond suburbia is our forgotten self.''
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Love Is
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Love is in the horizon,
it sits upon the sand;
the whispers in the hallway,
revealing secrets grand.
It's dancing in the rain
and in the blazing sun;
the mighty flowing river,
the voice of a long lost son.
Love is in the desert,
in the oasis' leafy fronds;
the racing tiny tadpoles
in lazy summer ponds.
It's teary airport farewells
and walks on a moonlit night;
the gentle flowing breezes
that stills the frightened heart.
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Really liked mother mother
Deeply sad and moving
One of the the most talented and original poets I have ever encountered.Check out his work on youtube and be very very impressed
Hi Fred...your poem 'Snow Song' is such a precious capture...of thought...of mood...of feeling. In other words...this is good stuff...
Lare Austin
Hi Frederick...Your poem 'Third' is so very well written. I very much enjoyed it. Thank you. I would hope you might have a book of poetry in print...
Lare Joseph Austin