Today I am presenting a poem from August 2017, just 2 months after I began blogging on WordPress ..
My Door’s Firmly Shut
Early Friday morning
At my desk
Writing in pencil
The inks frozen
No joke
Send the firewood
Light up my heart
With warm soulful words
Give my fingers a start
Knuckles are throbbing
An arthritic chill
My dog’s coughing
Poor little Lily
She feels it too
Ah, not to worry
A wry smile
A sunray
Shining through
Thawing my quill
Freeing my will
Ivor Steven (c) May 2021
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
Wonderful poem Ivor! Well done on it ❤
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Thank You Carol 😊🤗😘
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Beautiful Ivor😊
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Thank You Mich 😄🌏
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Very symbolic poem Ivor
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Thank you Sadje .. yes we are having bad cold spell at the moment 😄
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Take care my friend
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Oh, I am so moved by your words, Ivor. Thank you.
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Thank You Gael .. always a pleasure to hear from you 😄🌏
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