A poem I wrote in October 7th 2018
G’day to my readers here on WordPress, I’m not feeling well, and I’ve not been my usual self in being able to comment on all of your wonderful posts. I’m off to China on Wednesday morning, doing a compact 10 day sight-seeing tour, including the Great Wall of China. Hopefully I’ll be feeling betterer by then. Here’s my poem for today. I’d like to thank Kate of “Calmkate’, for the use of her words, “rank dank muddy waters”, which were basically the inspiration behind my gloomy poem, “There’s a Crack In My China Soup Bowl”, and also thanks to “Stella”, for giving me the idea for the Title of this poem.
There’s A Crack In My China Soup Bowl
My head’s full of black clouds
Drenched by the sky’s contaminated rain
My chest’s full of green slime
Drowned by the valley’s poisoned rivers
My eyes are full of yellow tears
Etched by the lake’s rank dank muddy waters
My heart’s full of grey blood
Permeated by the ocean’s mercury floor
There’s a stench in the air we breathe
How can we possibly leave
Walk up through those old rusty gates
Are we losing the battle, are we too late
Ivor Steven (c) 2018



