Throwback Friday, Basement Bar, by Ivor Steven

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Basement Bar

 

I’m at this basement Bar, and the so-called music’s as loud as thunder

So loud, I can’t even hear, speak, or begin to wonder

My inner and outer eardrums are echoing with the continual pounding

All around the incessant rapp music’s booming and thumping

The annoying repetitive sounds, drumming away inside my head

However, somehow my beating heart is remembering my girl instead

And my attempted idle chats, are overwhelmed by the piercing howling

But who’s listening anyhow, to my drunken words and lecturing

It’s probably the extra ales tonight, and I’m slowly drowning away

Leaning against the bar, elbows entrenched, as if I’m here to stay

Suddenly my barstools vibrating, is it the noise, or am I body shaking

From my old and new nerve ends being frightfully awakened

My soulful tears, with all their leftover fears, again quietly trickling

But there’s no-one to actually notice, within this buzzing cocoon, so resounding

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  2016

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G’day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I’m an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I’ve been blogging for over 2 years, and writing poems for 19 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I’ve been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems. 

 

 

 

 

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