By Ivor Steven
Time Needs No Command
The white moon has fallen late
A new daytime awaits
Rollover out of dream time
Rollover to the edge of time
Leave midnight’s caressing lullaby
And discover the blue curtain sky
It’s time to stretch and yawn
It’s time to feel the misty dawn
Stand in front of time’s open hands
Stand stoically upon time’s ancient land’s
The cloudy skies of daylight do fly
As moments of time flow swiftly by
Time moves on, needing no command
The sands of time, wait for no man
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Ivor Steven is a former Industrial Chemist, then a Plumber, and has been writing poetry for 18 years, having numerous poems published by American on-line magazines, and he currently writes with, Go Dog Go Café magazine.
Contact details:
http://ivors20.wordpress.com
godoggocafe.com
or email.
Ivor Steven
Thank you to Sarah and the team at Geelong Writers for selecting my poem,… Just in time for the New Year…. ⌚✨🌏
Rose Perez
Hi Ivor,
I’d like to order a booklet of your poetry. What a great cause! Please send me the info.