Who Has The Foggiest? (a Limerick)

This week’s challenge on Weekly Prompts is: MISSING. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here .. and my Limerick below is in response to the prompt ‘Missing’


 
 
Who Has The Foggiest? (a Limerick) 




I cannot see the morning moon 

There’s no sunshine in my breakfast spoon 

The heaviest of fogs falls 

I cannot hear the birds’ calls 

Has our world condemned nature’s tune? 






Ivor Steven ©  May 2022

The Rear of Night (Revised)



My fading dawn was impossible to identify

A heavy fog had kidnapped my sky

Sabotaging my morning sunlight

The day disappeared in front of my eyes

The passing of night left a murky blight

There’s no start nor end to my blurred sight

Breathing in moist air, I gasp, “where’s the moon?”

Had my dismal forecast unravelled too soon?

Is this shadowless gloom?

The beginning of doom ?






Ivor Steven ©  May 2022

Under A Vanishing Sky




The dawn is a gray silent sea

And as a cold fog invades me



I see a green paddock

Without a horizon

Vanishing into oblivion




I see a ghostly power-source

Hang without opposition

Vanishing into oblivion



I see a ghastly concrete Czar

Without compassion

Disappearing into oblivion






Ivor Steven ©  May 2022

Promote Yourself Mondays, May 23, 2022

Dear readers and followers, here’s a great opportunity for your writings to be read by other writers, and also to find and meet other writers. You are very welcome to participate, come along and visit our writer friendly site…..by clicking on the link at the bottom of this article >>
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Welcome toPromote Yourself Monday. All Go Dog Go Cafe community members are invited to postonelink to one specific piece of their writing (600 words or less please!) they have published on their blog, Facebook page, or Instagram feed into the comments section below.

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I Tried



After times of sorrow 

Hope lives on,

in tomorrow 

So sings,

my little sparrow


All my mountains

have been climbed 

All my climbs

had their falls and failures 

Then ultimately

I tried to reach my goal


“Except that the goal

Falls short of the reach” … Leonard Cohen, from his song ‘The Goal’






Ivor Steven ©  May 2022

Throwback Friday, Climbing Each Stair, by Ivor Steven

Over at ‘Go Dog Go Cafe’ for Throwback Friday I am presenting a poem from November 2019

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Today I am presenting a poem from November 2019, and the Image above is of the Cape Byron Lighthouse, Australia’s farthest Eastern Point …

Climbing Each Stair

Life’s edges are not always square

The world’s big and round out there

We’re surrounded by free air

Enough for everyone to share

Inhale deeply, when climbing each stair

Jump across, yesterday’s broken earthenware

There will always be another thoroughfare

Wandering up, to grandma’s rocking chair

Ivor Steven (c) Nov 2019

G’day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I’m an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I’ve been blogging for over 4 years, and writing poems for 20 years. Of course a lot…

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