Frederick Kesner

Bronze Star - 2,078 Points [arqios] (28 August / St. Thomas University Hospital)

Frederick Kesner Poems

281. Come Not Into My Soul 11/26/2004
282. Nothing Like A Mother Orphaned 9/1/2009
283. Here We Go Passing By 10/27/2010
284. Midnight Rendezvous 6/17/2011
285. Lulach Macgill 12/9/2009
286. Market Day 1/2/2010
287. Hair In The Wind 10/21/2010
288. Friends Forever Covenant 11/28/2004
289. Farewell 3/15/2009
290. Galatean Resumé 5/31/2011
291. Crossdressed Wolves 6/21/2011
292. Arguing 11/26/2004
293. Levenslang Stil 10/16/2010
294. Aleksander Blok 10/20/2010
295. Reed Music 9/24/2004
296. Convenient Amnesia 5/21/2009
297. Kindred Poets 3/15/2009
298. Darkness Uncovers 3/15/2009
299. Evening Prayer 8/22/2009
300. Life In A Graduated Cylinder 9/23/2004
301. The Wound Of A Forced Exit 3/19/2009
302. Charade In Review 2/25/2009
303. Shot At Dawn 5/9/2011
304. Crimson Of Fear 3/17/2009
305. Modular Nonconformity 3/5/2009
306. Confrontational History 7/29/2011
307. Kitchen Sink 2/22/2010
308. A Cup Runs Over 10/12/2009
309. Love Is 2/10/2010

Comments about Frederick Kesner

  • Dominic Hunt (8/8/2012 2:19:00 AM)

    Really liked mother mother
    Deeply sad and moving

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  • LOVEFOOL Aka (3/28/2009 9:12:00 AM)

    One of the the most talented and original poets I have ever encountered.Check out his work on youtube and be very very impressed

  • Lare Austin (1/27/2005 8:09:00 PM)

    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

  • Lare Austin (12/29/2004 11:48:00 PM)

    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

Best Poem of Frederick Kesner

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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Read the full of Love Is

The Thoughts Meander

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revolutions of the second hand
are innumerable to the watchful eye,
which has not comforted this bruising

...shame

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