Red Lilies Under Broken Ground, is up at Coffee House Writers magazine

Hello dear readers and followers, as you may know, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Red Lilies Under Broken Ground”, is in this weeks edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below and visit my poem, at Coffee House Writers >>

Red Lilies Under Broken Ground

Do the selfish greedy few
Watch the innocent die
And bleed upon the morning dew
Do they inhale the red dust
Above the crumbling homes of trust

Has their warring blackboard
Been desecrated by the blood-spattered horde
Sacrificed by their beheading swords

The white doves of peace are crying
While the red lilies of love
Lay under broken ground dying

Ivor Steven (c) March 2022

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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.

29 thoughts on “Red Lilies Under Broken Ground, is up at Coffee House Writers magazine”

  1. A beautiful and poignant piece, Ivor! I recently read a heartbreaking story in our local newspaper about a woman in Ukraine who made it to Atlanta, Ga, to stay with her son. It took her hours by car, and then by bus, and then by plane to get to Atlanta. She only had the clothes she wore and one other outfit. Her husband is still in a cellar in Ukraine because men of certain ages are not allowed to leave the country. While I was happy she made it to Atlanta, I was saddened she had to leave her family behind. The tragedies that are coming out of this war are horrific. Stay safe, my friend. ❤️


    1. Oh Eugenia .. the sadness of war is incomprehensible in these modern times .. my body shivers in disbelief …
      “How many rivers of tears must we cry .. Before all the deepest wells run dry”


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