Leafless Branches

I’m also posting this poem of mine on, “Go Dog Go Cafe” Promote Yourself Mondays, and I’d like to thank “Midwest Fantasy” for inviting me along

 

Leafless Branches

 

There’s a warning sign swirling in my yard

Words are being splattered on my fence

Blown in by today’s gale

Leafless branches are flying around

Nature’s own, final count down

Suddenly, on the horizon, there’s a red-brown cloud

Rolling in, over the barren hills

And a dust-storm quickly engulfs the air

 

Racing silver clouds and blue sky

Invisible through the thick red haze

Dry topsoil from the western plains

Aerially transported by the wind’s angry throat

And there’s no calming the dusty tempest

Until mother nature has had her way

I stand here, leaning against her force

Feeling her violence, pitch dirt in my face

 

Ivor Steven (c)Β  2019

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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 2 years, and writing poems for 19 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I've been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems.

52 thoughts on “Leafless Branches”

  1. Ivor, I absolutely love this! So wonderfully written, such vivid images, each word transcended my senses. It was like I was there, not only seeing, but feeling and smelling the shift in Nature.
    This is great!😊
    YonnieπŸ’œπŸŒΈ

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  2. Your word-pictures are vivid! And they convey strong feeling and emotions, too! πŸ™‚
    Mother Nature often puts on a showy-show…scary sometimes, peaceful other times. And often nature poems have double meanings…they depict nature and nature-memories, but, also, convey the tough times/”storms” in our lives and hearts.
    Reading your poem, I can feel the strong-wind, smell the dusty-dust…and I await the refreshing rain! πŸ™‚
    HUGS!!! πŸ™‚

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    1. Beautifully interpreted Carolyn, And yes there a double meaning through my poem, it’s basically metaphorical wording about our disdain for mother nature, and how terribly we continue to mistreat our earth

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      1. Of cause nature (especially in her extremes ) makes us wonder and we are astonished. I stood at the beach yesterday and the wind had such a cruel power that it was hard to breathe in the flaws… but I was nearly alone with this power and this was lovely!

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