Throwback Friday, Drifting Sand Dunes, by Ivor Steven

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This is a poem I originally wrote a few years ago, during a time of hospitalisation, and I was undergoing numerous medical examinations…. Today I’ve revised this edition slightly, but the theme of poem still seems to be relevant, for my current anxieties during these oppressing months of Lockdown…

 

Drifting Sand Dunes (Revised)

 

Life continues to deal me stressful tests

Unyielding, but I’ve given my best

As the sands of time pass through hands of mistrust

Leaving drifting dunes with insurmountable crests

 

There’s hard exams of my soft soulful chest

Gnawing at my hearts leftover pieces

Lumps of nerve-ends for the devil’s feast

Leaving my naked bones scarred by the beast

 

In this stormy life of mine, challenges seem endless

Soaking rains and a raging tempests

Twisting my sinews and veins into a vortex

Leaving my inner demons anxiously wondering what’s next

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  August 2020

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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