It's a form of poetry he concocted that consists of five parts and reads the same forwards and backwards, making a complete thought.
Kenneth challenged me to write one. So I came up with this:
"Thinking defensive; Engaged arms firing weapons. Watch, react, watch. Weapons firing, arms engaged. Defensive thinking."
And then later that night, after reading some fan fiction/fan site challenges stating how difficult it would be do to a 121 word ketek, I thought I'd try.
"Being lonely is soft, blown like petals upon keening wind with beauty apparent though fleeting, falling; carried on swirling currents downward gusts which moves the eye along lines before unseen, un-thought, unexplored, open and frightening. You see new shapes and paths; born possibility might grow, writhing toward sunlight as blossoms dress earths bounty, thirsty lips and open eyes. Here alone I’m alone here. Eyes open and lips thirsty; bounty! Earths dress blossoms as sunlight toward writhing grows; might possibility born paths and shapes new see you. Frightening and open, unexplored, un-thought, unseen before, lines along the eye move which gusts downward currents swirling. On carried! Falling, fleeting, though apparent beauty with wind keening upon petals like blown, soft is lonely being."
It was a little difficult, and obviously not perfect in every sense of the poetic definition.
Here's what I really loved about it:
Many years ago I gave up on poetry, assuming I was "not good" at it.
So a new form of poetry with clearly defined rules that doesn't compare me to other poets whose works enjoy generations of analytical and devoted followers is good by me.
It gets my mind thinking again. And that's the sort of thing I can wrap my arms and my brain around.