My article from “Go Dog Go Cafe” that I posted this morning >> godoggocafe.com/2022/12/22/throwback-friday-an-emerald-tapestry-by-ivor-steven/
“Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.” ― Leonard Cohen Featured Image Above: taken near Lal Lal, not far from Ballarat.
An Emerald Tapestry
I resumed living last decade
Narrowly surviving gravities finality
Now, I lean against my tower’s balustrade
That overlooks an emerald valley
Echoing from my castle’s balcony
I hear Leonard Cohen’s words about life’s pagentry
The Midweek Challenge on Weekly Prompts is: Curiosities. Please visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here and I think my poem below is curious piece about the Winter Solstice
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A poem I wrote in May 2020 and now is published in my book “Perceptions”, page 3, prompted by Derrick Knight’s Featured Photo Above: ‘Hedgerow faeries along Fry’s Lane’ >> https://derrickjknight.com/2020/05/21/hedgerow-fairies/
The Faeries of Fry’s Lane
Walking down Fry’s Lane
Sheltering from the misty rain
I did spy among the hedgerow berries
A Frolic of mystical faeries
Like iridescent glowing canaries
A fluttering of night-time luminaries
Trying not to disturb their magical home
I quietly asked them, “Areyouallalone”
The faeries laughed and danced
They replied, “Your visionisby perchance
and your dreams may turn to stone
if you wish for a golden throne”
Suddenly the glittering sands of time
Illuminating the faeries wings of rhyme
Begun vanishing from their falling stars
And the faeries quickly flew back to their green Avatar
Ivor.Plumber/Poet 