Today’s Throwback Friday poem (originally written in July 2022) is drawn from my third book, Until Eyes Hear Sound. It appears in Chapter 5: Observation, Until Eyes Hear Sound.
A Torn Thesaurus
With my fiddle and riddles
Here in the middle
Of this unopened universe
Time spirals in reverse
Quills fly in from cyberspace
As alien words unravel and interlace
A torn thesaurus is my database
I wonder
Have I landed in the right place?
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Until Eyes Hear Sound
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Ivor Steven © April 2026
Ivor.Plumber/Poet 
Neat Ivor 💜💜
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Thank you so much, Willow 🥰📖🌏
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Lately, I rely more on the Thesaurus to help me remember the word I am looking for than I do for synonyms. I will have a word escape me- but I know what it means- so I look up a similar word- and voile! there it is! hehehehe
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Yes, that is what I do … words are always flying off into space …
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That you have! A land of words
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Fun
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