The Sum is One
One
Sky above
Five oceans bind us
The one air we breathe comes from
Trees
Behind The Stone
When looking for home
If you roll away the stone
You won’t be alone
Lost For Words
lost worlds
lost wars
lost objectives
lost subjects
lost children
Cold Nights
Empty, I return unsold
The sheets are cold
No crease to hold
Nor unfold
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Ivor Steven was an Industrial Chemist, then a Plumber, now retired, and has been writing poetry for 19 years. He has had numerous poems published in anthologies and online magazines. He is an active member of the Geelong Writers Inc. (Australia), he is a team member/barista with the online magazine Go Dog Go Cafe (America), and a writer with the Coffee House Writers magazine (America). You can read more of his work on his blog – Ivor.Plumber/Poet. Ivor was originally featured on The Short of It on March 4th.
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I love Ivor’s poetry, and this little collection is no exception! Lovely. ❤
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Well shared thanks 😊👍
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Great writes by Ivor.
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Beautiful poetry
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