There must be a number of silent masks around
Yesterday an old mask flew away at the speed of sound
From behind, the real pieces of what we perceive
Are leftover bones, bleached by sky and sea
Where the worn pebbles lingering in the hand
Fall gently upon lines drawn in the sand
And these new beginnings could be a heavenly gift
As white doves soar above the mourning cliffs
Perhapsย the next awakening will be a peaceful one
Full of friendly compassion and wisdom
I’m lucky today, the sun arose again
To light up the hallway, despite the rain
I’ll be the first one to walk out the door
And the only one left here, to see her valour
Ivor Steven (c)ย April 2020
It brings me joy each and every day
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A hopeful post, Ivor
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Yes, I’m a dreamer Derrick
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i love this line ~ As white doves soar above the mourning cliffs. Beautiful ๐
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Thank you Sue, we shall keep hoping for better days ahead.. ๐๐
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A lovely dream Ivor!
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Beautiful and hopeful
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I’m grateful for every day the sun rises!
I’m grateful for you, Ivor!
I’m grateful for your poems!
I’m grateful for your photos!
I’m grateful for your amazing taste in music!
You rise and shine like the warm bright life-giving sun and you make our days betterer! ๐
(((HUGS))) โค ๐
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Wow,… I’ve just woken up.. what a glorious greeting to my bright sunny day ๐๐ค๐๐๐๐โ
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Grateful for every day! ๐
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That is one og the great things in life.
The sun will come out again
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Yes the sun is our constant !!
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Glad your sun and the hope is shining Ivor! Love Sting โค
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And the sun’s shining again today…๐๐
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yipee, enjoy a nice walk ๐
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Pedalling “Philly” at the moment… then a walkie
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good for you!
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You give me so much inspiration Ivor and the music is perfect too you always manager to match the two, Bless you
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Thank you Nanette, and I like the process of searching for a suitable song, the right becomes an appropriate reward for me ๐๐๐ถ
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You always succeed Ivor with your choices, a gift it is.
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Thank you Nanette you spoil me… I found this song for my poem for tomorrow( I like to post only one poem a day).. the poem is called “Shangri La”, and I found this lovely poignant tune by the ‘Kinks’, that I had not heard before….. the lyrics are perfect for my poem,… I’ll attach a preview for you..
Shangri La
I am not going crazy
You might be crazier than me
Because youโre reading about
How to fly overseas
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I used to be the sanest
Old man in town
You could always find me
On top of Mount Everest
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Now Iโm locked away
In between my two ears
Playing one handed ping pong
In between crowd-less cheers
Listening to musical ding dong
In between my poetry and beers
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Once again a perfect match very suitable for today’s life
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And it’s amazing how Ray Davies lyrics are so relevant today, some 40 years ago…
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Many of the groups were prophetic.
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I always believed the Kinks were ahead of their time….
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I do not think many were ready for their words like they are now.
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I agree Nanette…. they delve into issues that weren’t being talked about at their time….xx
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Brilliant writing. Love it.
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Thank you, wow, brilliant, ๐๐๐ก
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