Death Doesn’t Knock by Ken Allan Dronsfield

Death Doesn’t Knock

I lost my friend this morning,
death did not come knocking
plying lies that hide the truth.

Death simply walked in the door
without pride or prejudice, and
took what it came for and left.

We all sat there stunned, lost as it
were in that maze of heartache
and disbelief, hurt and empathy.

All served with a side dish of
jealously and envy that he will
never worry again about getting
the oil changed, paying another
electric bill, or the filing of taxes.

But, regrettably he shall miss family
birthdays, Christmas, and anniversary
celebrations with his dear wife. Or will
he? Perhaps he will be a shooting star,
a butterfly in the garden, or red cardinal
at the feeder each winter morning. But
all in all, we are simply left here to carry
on; never to forget his smile or memory.

Ken Allan Dronsfield

Ken Allan Dronsfield is a disabled veteran, poet and fabulist originally from New Hampshire, now residing on the plains of Oklahoma. His work can be found in magazines, journals, reviews and anthologies. He has two poetry books, “The Cellaring” a collection of 80 poems of light horror, paranormal, weird and wonderful work. His newest book, “A Taint of Pity”, Life Poems Written with a Cracked Inflection, was just released on He is a three time Pushcart Prize and twice Best of the Net Nominee for 2016-2017. Ken loves writing, thunderstorms, walking in the woods at night and spending time with his cats Willa and Yumpy.

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