By Ivor Steven.
Nature’s abundant history
Bounces forth in front of our eyes
The view is silently stunning
Nature’s assets keep running
Our hearts keep drumming
In tune with nature’s humming
Gently step into her ocean surf
For beneath the waves lays her sodden turf
The Atlantis carpet of ancestral bones
Remnants of ruined millennia covered in fallen moonstones
Nature’s guiding lodestones waiting to be atoned
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).