We’re Celebrating World Poetry Day 2018 here in Geelong today, March 21st, and I’m going to our local Writers event this evening, and to mark the occasion I’ll post an older poem of mine, “Words Of Mine”
Words Of Mine
I’ve given you all, my humble words.
I’ve given you, my hidden soul.
Words trickling, like the cool mountain streams.
Words dripping off the frozen ashen trees.
Words gliding across the icy lakes.
Words flowing through happiness, and sorrow.
I’ve given you all, my inner self.
I’ve given you, my outer grief.
Words tumbling over embedded rocks.
Words twisting like winding valley rivers.
Words cascading down the forest waterways.
Words sifting through my barren hands.
I’ve given you all, my lonely heart.
I’ve given you, my secret loves.
Words of life, like the deep blue oceans.
Words of time, traveling to the stars beyond.
Words of love, drowning in the memory rains.
Words of mine, falling upon dreams of tomorrow.
Ivor Steven (c) 2018