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Steven" part 6

This is the last of Steven's poetry that I have,
If there is more out there please feel free to send to me for these records.
I hope you all can enjoy someone different and a great poet of Neopoet..
Yours Ian T Howard, Sparrow, Sparrow 42, Ian T, and Yenti..

"S L I P S T R E A M Z"

Submitted by Esker on Mon, 2016-05-09 18:26

THE sky is a cup
in its clarity
in the chalice
the masterful alice
the muse ponderz
and the powder
wanders....
I have tasted the scripts
of tortuous
fortitude
wandered the garden alleys
alone
found the lost tiara's\
and had my harems
behold the textual gardens
of luxurious
lost
the minds end
past the shot out Dead End Sign
would I forgive the notions
the spells and the potions
not now
not in the print
of the wold
the wilds
the scent
of the forest
the exhaust of the
fire mended to the
wound
like ash and grit
it was
it will
be
the all of it...
for all I have forgotten
forsaken
and neglected
I am awoken
from the dream
the pale shaft of light
shifting
the flag in its
wimper of wind
I remember the muse
borne of summers
of heat and humidity
the sweet tithe of surrender
the emotional obscurity
the depths of its fury
far far from the
safety pledge
of the known edge
true sailing is dead.

"Wake up to the fan"

Submitted by Esker on Tue, 2016-08-23 12:45

Tuesday
Im still in Tuesday...
exhausted though I slept for hours
and dreamt
the rest builds my blood up
repairs the stressload too my
body...the bike runs..walking
stress at this age takes
its worth
Like taking a break from a hard
game....smoke a smoke
coffee....drink
check the sunlight
messages...
plan for plan c.
plan b...plan a
keep the place tidy
prepared for anything
keep the bike going
sew the clothes
go over the wares
throw out the old
check stocks so U
dont run out
go over contact
contact information
keep intel relevant
a busy job
and try to be prepared
for the random
so its not a panic
when the shit hits
the fan..
not a bad run
and listen too music
take care of your kit
have back up shit
remember to share
the little
trade
lines of communication
open...
when the storms come
in its important
get along with enough
they might throw you
a line
dont fall between
the cracks
im always ready...

Thank you Steven for all the words you gave to us in this world,
journey on and know that we will meet again on our journey to eternity,
Yours Ian..

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