A poem for ‘our’ anniversary day
can a dream be drowned
by a sinking crown?
weighted down by old flowers
and tiny violets of mysterious power
can a future be found?
above the ashes and ground
blown away by old flowers
as tiny violets cover a crumbling bell tower
can a fading light survive
beyond the gardens empty hive?
can time chime without old flowers
and tiny violets of magical power?
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 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. View all posts by ivor20