Hello dear readers and followers, this poem today is the first piece I have written for 3 weeks, after being unable to attempt any computer work because of my debilitating back pain. I’m afraid my back is still very sore, and this article has been put together via short sittings at my desk over the last 3 days. I think Derrick’s photos captured my imagination and stirred my tired mind to write something creative.
All Photographs, by Derrick Knight, and thank you once again for allowing me to reproduce your fabulous images here on my poetry site …
>> https://derrickjknight.com/2022/08/18/no-one-told-the-ponies/
And this is now our 39th poem/photograph collaboration, and a “Glossy Coffee-table” type book “Perceptions” is on the way, hopefully, available before Christmas.

No-one told the ponies
Congregating Every Day
There they patiently stand
Congregating every day
Outside the community shop
And the village letterbox
Most of them are posting
Food parcels to their equine relatives
Hungry and abandoned in the Ukraine
Others wait forlornly
For any news of encouragement
About the health and whereabouts
From their frightened families
Inside war-torn Ukraine
There they patiently stand
Congregating every day
Ivor Steven © August 2022







