A Choir of Cicadas

My featured image above is my response to the second drawing of “The Colouring With B Challenge”, (couchtalksblog.wordpress.com ) and as always for me, whenever I’m doing a project, my music’s playing loudly in the background, and together with my colourful drawing, I was inspired to write this poem. Again, a special thank you to Brandi, for supplying the drawing for me to colour in ….

 

A Choir Of Cicadas

 

Night and day

My music box plays

Relaxing my minds ways

Beyond this worlds gathering haze

 

Above, there’s a breathing sky

Beneath, I stand on earth feeling high

And in between I hear nature’s symphony

Resonating her rhythms of harmony

Her musical tonic of lively scores

A choir of cicadas and more

 

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  2020

“Choir Of Cicadas” , Lyrics by, Poets of the Fall.

It’s the season of dust trailing old pick up trucks
Seashells washed ashore down by the docks
So baby pull on your blue jeans turn the radio loud
Don’t wait for the hour to give birth to doubt

In the peak harvest of snakebites and wasted hindsight
When trivial truths sit next to the taillights
When fenders of chrome they rattle and hum
All carved in the shape of freedom

Those flea market stalls in the bone dry noon
Despite pretty signs, look cursed and marooned
And trumpet notes wailing from the candy store
Like a work of art of uneasy rapport

The wreckage, the blunder, the tarot read
In the heat blurry air we’re down in the field
Where to the choir of cicadas’ jubilee
Among the clouds we once fell asleep

The sirens of the shipyard by those derelict whales
Old mothers singing rusty old tales
Like revving engines keening sky high
Yet theirs is never a war cry

So I’ll be your lover now, brazen and bright
Like the flare of a match you struck in the night
Though what does a stray know ’bout holy and true
But I’ll always come to your rescue

Oh lord won’t you hear your children cry
Singing their praise and their hallelujahs
I have no more words to describe
An empty sky of hollow blue, yeah
So where is my lover, my firelight
The line on the edge of truth and rumour
We took our vows in the heart of the night
We were brazen and bright, when we were brazen and bright

 

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G'day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I'm an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I've been blogging for over 2 years, and writing poems for 19 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I've been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems.

50 thoughts on “A Choir of Cicadas”

  2. Ivor, this is just beautiful!!! Another masterpiece from you! I love the colors you chose. They remind me of a beautiful, Summer day at the beach! Cool breezes, the sound of ocean waves, the sand beneath the toes and the birds singing and flying free! And, as always, your poetry is touching and the music selection is perfect. So happy you took the time to participate in the challenge, my friend. It really means so much to me and I thank you for doing so! xx ☺️🙏🏼

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    1. Yeah, my colours are by design, above the piano keys, is the sky, clouds, and yellow bands of sun, beneath the keys are the earthy colours… and then to the right I’ve nature’s musical scores,. I’m so pleased you understood what I was trying achieve… My poem turned out to be ok… and of course, Poets of the Fall’s song is a marvellous piece, and the Lyrics are superb 🌏💙🐧😎

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      1. Your coloring was brilliant, Ivor! It definitely evokes a very warm and comforting feeling of being in nature. 😌🏖💚

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    1. Thank you Carolyn,….I’m glad you enjoyed my article, as much as I enjoyed doing the project…
      definitely fun doing the colour-in drawing, then writing a suitable poem, and searching for the appropriate is always a pleasure for me…. Yeah.. another day of Lockdown bites the dust….4 more weeks to go..😀😎💙🌏

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      2. Yeah, my colours are by design, above the piano keys, is the sky, clouds, and yellow bands of sun, beneath the keys are the earthy colours… and then to the right I’ve nature’s musical scores,. …… and of course, Poets of the Fall’s song is a marvellous piece, and the Lyrics are superb 🌏💙🐧😎

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      1. Yep. Fun is something we need to have. I have discovered the wonderful world of video film criticism on YouTube. It is impressive to hear a 19-year-old give an hour-long analysis of the social issues faced by the freshly unfrozen Captain America. It sounds absurd, but I’m serious.

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      3. He has the values of a generation that fought the Nazi’s in a 21st Century America that views those values as quant. As he says, in the Avengers, “They say we won the War, they didn’t say what we lost.” So yes, a frozen mind.

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