During these crazy times of lockdown and self isolation, I find myself being inundated with piles of my unfinished poems, and I sometimes feel frustrated with my lack of motivation to finish these projects. I wrote this poem 6 months ago, when this pandemic situation was starting to take hold. Funnily enough this poem seems to be very appropriate during these weeks of extended lockdown….

Poetry In Motion

I was searching for words

Maybe the script’s lost in celluloid

I’ve a pile of empty poems

Frustratingly strewn

Here, there and everywhere

But I hear them whispering

“We’re not finished yet

Do not leave us for dead

Under this thick biblical heap

Please tend to your lost sheep”

The mound of poetry pages

Began chanting louder

And I was silently listening

To their distant preaching

But I’m not that proud

And I quickly lit the gunpowder

Ivor Steven (c)  April 2020

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. View all posts by ivor20