A poem I wrote two years ago, while I was suffering one of neuralgia attacks.
Follow By Two
One Day Follows
The abyss is bigger, not less.
On these days of darkness.
The owls are singing sad tunes.
On these days of bad moons.
The brain is harpooned again
On these days of constant pain.
The sunshine has gone, I confess.
On these days of over stress.
The mind has little attitude.
On these days of sleepy solitude.
An Answer Follows
You’ve all walked into my heart.
And you’ve ran into my past.
You’ve all flooded into my soul.
And you’ve soared into my dreams.
I crave for that….. one day soon.
Tomorrow, or another day too.
That all your hearts.
Will be bathing themselves,
In the soothing oils
Of your glorious souls.
I’d like to thank my dear friends Mel and Jane, for being the inspiration behind the words of “An Answer Follows”……
Ivor Steven (c) Jan 2029