
My poem here today is from August 2018, and I am not able to explain the thoughts behind my words, except that some promised outcomes to me, were not forfilled and I felt emotionally let down and cheated …
Pendulum Lights
I was blinded
By the light
Losing the fight
I was silenced
By the noise
Standing without poise
I was attacked
By the crown
Breaking me down
I was sentenced
By the people
Hiding under their steeple
Hung out to dry
Nailed to a cross
Punished for my loss
Surviving, burnt my courage
I battled to be bold
Returning from the cold
I refound my faith
Nullifying what they stole
Purifying my lost soul
Ivor Steven © Aug 2018
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
I am pleased you were able to recover your faith whatever had shaken it!
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Yes my faith in life was restored and I believed I could cope again 🌏😊
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Yes .. coffee and cheesecake to ward off life’s snakes
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You can’t help but rhyme 😊
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I wonder about how I’ll sound if I get Alzheimer’s
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It’s only, until, we are, tested and, tried like this, will we truly know, what, we are, made of, more than, we give our selves the, credit, for…
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Yes … I surprised myself, with my inner strength and pulled through the situation ok ..
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