Eyelids are heavy and tired
Overcome by the dazzle of razzle
My heart lays here empty
Softly yearning inside my chest
This mind of mine, feels worn and torn
Time is tick-tocking, constantly chiming
Ringing, between today and tomorrow
While the poets pen is scrawling
Knots on blue paper lines
Hanging them out, to dry and die
My arms are slowly fluttering
Searching for yesterday’s wings
As I continue to walk my journey
With this rusty and ageing limp
The lyrics of the ‘Airbourne Toxic Event’s’, song below, I think are profoundly outstanding, and well worth reading as you listening to the tune..
Ivor Steven (c) August 2019
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Oh wow, thank you for the reblog and for the introduction to your amazing site. And a sincere thank you for following my blog/website, muchly appreciated, I hope you enjoy reading my humble writings, and I’m from Geelong, Australia. I’m thrilled to be following your site
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Thank you! Your blog is pretty amazing. I really enjoyed the poetry.
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