Featured Image Above: A painting by cousin, Brian Steven.
Whispers
I whisper softly
But my soul is softer
I’ve a heart that beats strongly
But my soul is stronger
I’ve a voice that sings deeply
But my soul is deeper
Whispers, my feathered quill
Softly writing, my soul’s free will
Ivor Steven (c) 2020
His family, siblings of ten
Then a loving father of four
The king of our den
Always the gentle man at our door
You were our best friend
Now our star forever more
Ivor Steven (c) July 2019
Strange….. this morning, I woke up with tears in my eyes……. funny how these moments, occasionally, happen…… I’m fine, I cope well these days, but I had an urge to pen some words, and I wrote these these few short lines…… Also today I’m posting this short poem on “Go Dog Go Cafe’s”, Promote Yourself Monday’s site, please visit them, by clicking >>> Here.
Wherever You Are
You are the pillow
In my pillowcase
You are the morning
In my sky
The cloud in my eyes
The water in my heart
You are the soul
In my every word
Ivor Steven (c) June 2019
When I’m listening to my heart cheer
Sometimes, I turn a deaf ear
Reality hits, there was nothing to fear
Her frozen heartbeat was crystal clear
Ivor Steven (c) 2019
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