A Snowman Falls
The writing is on the wall
Did you see the words fall?
From stars of blue, one and all
The letters stood humble and tall
Shimmering like Niagara Falls
Announcing the new overhaul
Choirs sang within tenement halls
Medicine-men debuted at the White House ball
And did you hear the snowman fall?
Into his dishonest cannon balls
Ivor Steven (c) Nov 2020
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We’ve been plodding in waterlogged boots
Even neighbours heard the squelch over the owl hoots
Daily we waded among flooding restrictions
But those wet chains were sad afflictions
Full of overflowing mistakes and contradictions
Stay true to your imaginations predictions
Ignore the backstabbers and haters
About time they removed their bibs and L-plates
Gargled their foul voices and cleaned the slates
About time they stopped acting like scared primates
Ivor Steven (c) Nov 2020
Yesterday I celebrated Oaks-Day and wore vivid pink
Who cares what the other guys think
Today I’ve dressed myself in white
Because my mood is happy and bright
Tomorrow I’ll look like a “Kiwi All-black”
To match the colour of my hat
No matter how we feel on the day
We all like to wear a different coloured display
So what’s so different about our outer coverings
To the way we express our skins colourings ??
Today’s poem is a copy of a comment that I wrote to Kate, of ‘CalmKate’, about her thought provoking poem “Colour”, https://aroused.blog/2020/11/06/colour/ , and big thank you to Kate for encouraging me to post my little anecdote as a poem on my site.
Featured Image: the creation universe based on al quran: SlideShare
Ivor Steven (c) Nov 2020
Here I stand on this unclothed land
Counting the grains of dying sand
Listening to nature’s howling sound
Of wind scrolling over barren ground
Gathering lost words from timeless channels
And I hear ancient chants within earth’s deepest funnels
Pushing songs of distant light through endless tunnels
Quietly echoing the multitudes voiceless struggles
Ivor Steven (c) Nov 2020
I’m running away from last night’s blue moon
Walking hot bitumen streets
Wishing I was up high in a balloon
On an old comfy rocking seat
I’m young enough to fly
Beyond yesterday’s cloudburst
Travel today’s distant blue sky
Above this land’s ongoing curse
Take my hand, come sail with me
Soar among other floating air-ships
Escape restrictions and disease
Free our hearts for the new script
Ivor Steven (c) Nov 2020
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The bees are singing
On Lavender fairy wings
Purples wave again
Ivor Steven (C) Nov 2020
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