By Ivor Steven.
My ears are funnels
But I do not want to hear
The voices
My lips do part
But I do not speak
The words
My knees do bend
But I cannot sit
While I can still stand
My eyes are open
But I do not want to see
My shadow falling
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Ivor Steven, formerly an industrial chemist, then a plumber, now retired, Ivor has been writing poetry for 19 years. He has had numerous poems published in anthologies, and online magazines. He is an active member of Geelong Writers, a team member/barista with the online magazine Go Dog Go Cafe (America), and also a newly appointed writer for Coffee House Writers magazine (America).
Guenter
Witty at its acerbic best. And I can relate to its denouement!
Ivor R Steven
Thank you to Geelong Writers