A Slithery Moon

A Slithery Moon


Sunday softy sings

Undone on the wind

For a drowning underling


Tiredness creeps in

Church bells ring

For more silent writings


Numbness drops a teaspoon

Eyes close for the afternoon

Awaiting a slithery moon





Ivor Steven (c) March 2021.

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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.

37 thoughts on “A Slithery Moon”

  1. I find this so beautiful, Ivor! Your poem and Lisa’s song and voice! The combo lull and cause dreamy sighs. Sounds like a perfect Sunday afternoon. πŸ™‚
    Ooh…”slithery moon”…conjures up such vivid images! πŸ™‚
    HUGS!!! πŸ™‚

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  2. I have never thought of the moon as slithery. To me it is more slippery while my muse is slithery indeed! I have a hard time holding on to her and a harder time still resisting her enchanting ideas. πŸ˜‰

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