This is a poem I originally wrote a few years ago, during a time of hospitalisation, and I was undergoing numerous medical examinations…. Today I’ve revised this edition slightly, but the theme of poem still seems to be relevant, for my current anxieties during these oppressing months of Lockdown…
Drifting Sand Dunes (Revised)
Life continues to deal me stressful tests
Unyielding, but I’ve given my best
As the sands of time pass through hands of mistrust
Leaving drifting dunes with insurmountable crests
There’s hard exams of my soft soulful chest
Gnawing at my hearts leftover pieces
Lumps of nerve-ends for the devil’s feast
Leaving my naked bones scarred by the beast
In this stormy life of mine, challenges seem endless
Soaking rains and a raging tempests
Twisting my sinews and veins into a vortex
Leaving my inner demons anxiously wondering what’s next
This week’s midweek challenge on ‘Weekly Prompts’ is: BIRD FEEDERS. Please go and visit the fabulous “Weekly Prompts” site by clicking >> Here
I don’t own a bird feeder as such, but I suppose my verandah roof acts as my permanent bird feeder. Seeds from my neighbours trees seem to naturally end up landing on my verandah roof. The birds can be quite noisy feathered friends, as they clatter around on my verandah. … but while they are busily chomping seeds on my roof, the birds are forgetting to feast on my ripe ‘Rapunzel Cherry Tomatoe’ bush, and some of my readers, might remember what happens to those who steal from ‘Tomatoe Bush’, for a reminder, you can peruse at this link to that post >> https://ivors20.wordpress.com/2018/03/27/how-many-books-do-i-take-on-the-cruise/ …….”BEWARE”…….
Featured Image Above: My verandah roofer, the birds feeding area…!!
Below: My 9ft tall Rapunzel Cherry Tomatoe Bush, higher than the guttering.
Below Left: The cherry tomatoe crop Right: Tomatoes in my Asian salad
“True Believers”
I know your face, I’ve seen it before
A faded memory, a voice through the door
Tell me your name – are you friend or foe?
A star-crossed lover with nowhere to go
True believer you’re an open book
The stalls are empty everywhere you look
So long to a night well spent
You can’t remember where the money all went
You only did it for the good times
One of the true believers
I know the pleasure that you live for
Must be the last of the self-deceivers
Let’s go dancing in our Sunday clothes
Let’s raise a glass to the life we chose
Can’t believe after all these years
You’re still laughing – it brings me to tears
Sinking slowly – the champagne flowed
I was a child up until you showed
Don’t be ashamed – let there be no regrets
For the nights of madness we can’t forget
You only did it for the good times
One of the true believers
I know the pleasure that you live for
Must be the last of the self-deceivers
Tell me your name – I’ll keep you in mind
A true heart is the hardest to find
I know your face – I’ve seen it before
A faded memory at the nightclub door
You only did it for the good times
One of the true believers
I know the pleasure that you live for
Must be the last of the self-deceivers
You only did it for the good times
One of the true believers
I know the pleasure that you live for
Must be the last of the self-deceivers
Many thanks to Beckie of, Beckie’s Mental Mess , for selecting me to join in her wonderful game called, ‘3.2.1 Quote Me!” . please make a point in checking her site out. It’s full of so many interesting stories, and she’s always lots of fun.
Rules:
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Post 2 Quotes for the dedicated Topic Of The Day.
Select 3 Bloggers to take part in the ‘3.2.1 Quote Me!’
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“Real true love is beautiful, with kindness, compassion and consideration being the foundation of every real true love” — Ivor Steven
” Every little bit we do helps, little steps, after little steps, and in time all the little steps produce one big stride towards achieving our goals” — Ivor Steven
“Whatever you create artistically, is the positive result of your thoughts becoming reality” — Ivor Steven
“Music feeds our senses and soothes our souls” — Ivor Steven
My 3 Bloggers For Today Are:
1. Trini Lind – Paths Of The Spirit
2. Linda — Spiritual Dragonfly
3. Laleh —A Voice from Iran
And I’ll end on a positive note with a glorious song by Australian singer/songwriter Alex Lloyd and his classic song, Amazing.
“Fellow Writers, We Have The Power, We Have A Voice, We Have A Pen, Collectively, We’re Able To Help, Help The Children Of The World, Stop Them Crying For Help.”
