Here is a poem that is in my files, but does not appear on my Website, maybe I deleted the post accidentally …
The World Could Be Falling Down
I was walking in yesterday’s deluge
up a steep holy hillside
talking to my fading shadow
that was stalking deep puddles
while I was balking today’s thunderbolts
my knees were knocking in fright
and my hips were rocking like Noah’s Ark
while shovelling leftover manure in the dark
nature’s mocking the world full of old lonely hearts
and blocking the future’s already drowning restart
Ivor Steven (c) August 2022









