Here’s a poem I wrote in August 2018, and during these present days of isolation, the words seem appropriate enough for me to republish them here today…
If Only Walls Could Talk
It’s true you know
Walls can talk
So I’ve been told
By a beautiful rose
You’ll have to listen
Listen very closely
Put your ears against the wall
Use a stethoscope if you must
Listen to the wooden heart
Standing proud and tall
A rough soul, rendered smooth
Layers of paint, every hue
Covering up dusty memories
Of hearts lost, through years of cavities
Like the old Wailing Wall
You’re walking along a history hall
Your secrets, one and all
They’ve heard every gasp
Your children’s moans
And your lover’s groans
Ivor Steven (c)
Special thanks my friend Rose, https://poetrummager.org/ , for being my the inspiration to write this poem, after a recent conversation we had, and mentioning to me, that ‘walls do talk’ !!
Aww. Beautiful
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Thank you for reading 😊
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You’re very welcome 😊
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Reblogged this on Ivor.Plumber/Poet and commented:
I republished this old poem of mine ”If Only Walls Could Talk” in ‘Go Dog Go Cafe’, Throwback Friday’s segment
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Good one, Ivor!
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Thank you V.J….😀
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Welcome!
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This is lovely Ivor.
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All inspired by the lovely Rose, of Poet Rummager….
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How nice.
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I love that Ivor 🥰
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Thank you Christine.. 🤗😊
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Beautiful piece, Ivor!
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Thank you Eugenia 🤗🌃
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You’re welcome!
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