Finality

A flash of brilliance from Ivor

Ivor.Plumber/Poet

Finality may appear in many forms

We’ve all travelled our life’s journeys

Sooner or later, we have to retire, and work no more

Old tools are laid to rest, gathering dust

There’s a stage when we have to say goodbye

To that special one, we loved forever

Then time propels us beyond our friends lives

The people we knew, dwindle to a few

And in front of our eyes, earth slowly dies

We the custodians, failed to see an overcast sky

Our belief’s shrivelled, inside religious sleeves

With the jealous and greedy, yet to eat their last supper

I hope tomorrow’s future, is better than today’s veiled ways

And yesterday’s trials, are to become, the healing castle’s final say

Ivor Steven (c)  2019

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Poetry: Honeysuckle and Easter

A shimmering butterfly
circles the honeysuckle
in the backyard where
sunflowers grow a
foot tall, by daddy’s
garage where doo-wop
streams from the radio
this hot Passover Day

slurping Kool-Aid and
munching matzah
in my Superman
clubhouse

wishing my Sister
would go away.

(c) Rob Goldstein 1984-2019
“It’s Superman” Rob Goldstein 2019