Ken Nye

Rookie (April 26,1942 / Lincoln, Nebraska)

Ken Nye Poems

1. Wilderness Waterways 10/29/2004
2. Stars In Her Pocket 8/25/2005
3. Crossing America: July 4,2005 10/17/2005
4. Searching For The Spring 10/29/2004
5. Coming Home At Twilight 10/29/2004
6. Appreciating The Tableware 2/15/2008
7. 'Let's Go For A Ride' 2/15/2008
8. The Prince Of The Forest 2/15/2008
9. A Knock At The Door 2/15/2008
10. Zion 2/16/2008
11. Everyday Courage 2/15/2008
12. The Marriage Bed 2/15/2008
13. Clouds Of Glory 2/15/2008
14. The Fawn 10/29/2004
15. Hymhs Of Joy 2/15/2008
16. My Mother's Voice 2/15/2008
17. My Mom Has Gone 2/15/2008
18. The Smell Of A Dog 2/16/2008
19. Don'T Go: A Father's Lament 2/16/2008
20. If I Should Die (And I Will Some Day) 2/16/2008
21. The Call To Morning 2/17/2008
22. When The Children Leave 2/17/2008
23. Gold Is A Color 2/15/2008
24. Making Love 10/29/2004

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The Call To Morning

I wish I could sleep late.
But I feel the sun
pulling me into the day
even when it’s still well below the horizon
and the sky is only beginning to lighten.

Dawn is a magic time.

Occasionally deer linger in the orchard,
hoping to find just one more apple
still clinging to a lower branch.

The birds of early summer start their love songs
well before the sun rises,
lighting the morning air with a cacophony
of melodies and entreaties to “come live with me and be my love.”
It’s a wonder if any of these Caruso’s of the tree tops
are ...

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Coming Home At Twilight

Coming down the trail at twilight,
I am perilously close to
being stranded in darkness.
Earlier I had figured
I could ski the loop
before it got dark.
I was wrong.
But I know where I am,
and in the dwindling light

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