Walking this burning deck
Life’s becoming a pain in the neck
Where’s that healing pill
A wellness, instead of this daily swill
Dribbling out of the great white one
Carrying on like a piece of dung
Crazy statements like, “Drink Dettol”
Spewing from his cake-hole
And stupidly, “You loot, we’ll shoot”
Sickly crap off his swanky boots
With a raised Bible in hand
A crooked lightning bolt struck our land
Ivor Steven (c) June 2020
Here’s a poem I wrote 14 months ago, and strangely enough, the words are again very appropriate today…..
And today the warm midday winter sunshine, is a caressing light above my “Shangri La”.
Tell Humpty Dumpty
I’m feelin’ groovy
Rockin’
Without reeling
Like a soft shoe shuffle
Floating on air
Without a stumble
No crumbling or tumbling
Tell Humpty Dumpty
To hold the horses
And the kings soldiers
I’ve found my extra pieces
On the other side of the fence
I’ve fallen on my feet
Like a cat with nine lives
Lucky as a four leaf clover
Like a minstrel boy and his violin lover
Ivor Steven (c) June 2020
https://godoggocafe.com/2020/06/16/tuesday-writing-prompt-challenge-tuesday-june-16-2020/
Today’s prompt: Write a piece of prose around the word: “sirens”, and I’m afraid that this poem I wrote 4 hours ago, actually turned into reality for me me at noon today… Luckily I’m now back home from hospital and I’m ok…
Saved By The Bell
Within my dark maze
I could hear a loud siren
In my rigid daze
I am a rock, I am an island
Laying length-ways
Prone on the floor
A bang rang in my subconscious haze
And smashing through the door
They came to rescue me
Greeted by my teary gaze
I was vaguely all at sea
And unable to cry g’day
I had fallen off my cloud
Into a vacant water-well
Covered by a warm grey shroud
Oblivious to those sirens and bells
Ivor Steven (c) June 2020
Posing for a passport photo that day
With her usual big smile on display
We were planning to soon travel away
But the visa never got to feel the ocean spray
And no rubber stamps under foreign archways
Maybe at the gates, heaven endorsed her stay
Ivor Steven (c) June 2020
Everyone please take care, although restrictions are gradually being lifted, our world is far from being cured or safe…….
……Dear readers and followers in these tough transitional times , here’s a great opportunity for your writings to be read by other writers, and also to find and meet other writers. You are very welcome to participate, come along and visit our writer friendly site…..
Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday. All Go Dog Go Cafe community members are invited to post one link to one specific piece of their writing (600 words or less please!) they have published on their blog, Facebook page, or Instagram feed into the comments section below.
After the cold winter blizzard
There appeared the Snow-lord wizard
Upon a frozen moment in time
Atop icy alpine trees standing in line
Guarding the pure white mountains of rhyme
Home to the forest fairy’s sacred shrine
Their crystal palace above cloud nine
Where divine echos of prayers are in decline
Ivor Steven (c) June 2020
Dusty photos hang on the wall
Where pleasure moments stood before
A spinning-wheel, smiles and soft hands
They were here first, below the hour-glass stand
Now cobwebs grow between the frames and windows
And there’s nostalgia dancing upon the linear shadows
Ivor Steven June 2020
My crying eyes are smoke filled rivers
And I’ve a blackened heart that’s bruised
From pushing the dark sky away
My knees are aching cushions full of burnt splinters
And I’ve blackened hands that are trembling
From holding the dark sky at bay
My feet are crumbling foundations in an ashen world
And I’ve a blackened soul that’s injured
From embracing the dark sky everyday
Ivor Steven (c) June 2020.
On Weekly Prompts, the Wednesday challenge is: FOR THE BIRDS. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> HERE. The below Haiku, is my response to the prompt.
Silently She Cries
In the sky somewhere
There’s the old peace dove crying
In silence, she’ll die
Ivor Steven (c) June 2020.
Out of the blue ocean, into the black sea
We still appear wet behind our ears
And still burning bridges made out of ancient trees
Repeating the same old questions, while wearing our masks of tears
What about looking at nature’s dragonflies and bees?
How do they live in harmony without the fears?
We are the carriers of this corrupt disease
Ignoring our racist problems for too many years
Ivor Steven (c) June 2020
Below, the lyrics to “Nina Cried Power” by Hozier, please read and sing along…..
“Nina Cried Power”
(feat. Mavis Staples)
It’s not the song, it is the singing
It’s the heaven of a human spirit ringing
It is the bringing of the line
It is the bearing of the rhyme
It’s not the waking, it’s the rising
[Hozier & Mavis Staples:]
And I could cry power (Power), power (Power)
Power, Lord
Nina cried power
Billie cried power
Mavis cried power
And I could cry (Power) power, (Power) power
Hey, power
Curtis cried power
Patti cried power
Nina cried power
[Hozier:]
It’s not the wall, but what’s behind it
Oh, the fear of fellow man, it’s mere assignment
And everything that we’re denied
By keeping the divide
It’s not the waking, it’s the rising
[Hozier & Mavis Staples:]
And I could cry power (Power), power (Power)
Oh, power
Nina cried power
Lennon cried power
James Brown cried power
And I could cry (Power) power, (Power) power
Hey, power
B.B. cried power
Joni cried power
Nina cried power
[Mavis Staples:]
And I could cry power
Power has been cried by those stronger than me
Straight into the face that tells you
To rattle your chains if you love being free
[Hozier & Mavis Staples:]
But I could cry power (Power)
‘Cause power is my love when my love reaches to me
James Brown cried power
Seeger cried power
Marvin cried power
Yeah ah, power
James cried power
Lennon cried power
Patti cried power
Billie, power
Dylan, power
Woody, power
Nina cried power
Ivor.Plumber/Poet 