A Slithery Moon

Hi readers and followers, today I am re-posting another “Moon”poem, but here in this introspective piece (March 2021), the moon seems to be slipping away from me …

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) October 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.

15 thoughts on “A Slithery Moon”

  1. Some days are difficult and we await the moon. We know the moon will show up and never disappoint us. Thank you, Moon! 🌝 πŸŒ› 🌜
    That song always makes me cry…thinking of Andy Kaufman and how much laughter and joy he gave to the world. I was sad when he died…too young, too soon.
    PATS and RUBS to Sir Frankie!

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