Today’s poem is one that I have not published on my web/blog site, and I am not sure when I first wrote the original words. Up until now, this a piece that has been filed away in a foolscap folder.
A Voice in the Mist
The moon’s my patriarch
My dream, glowing in the dark
She’s a vision, no feel, no mound
Only a voice, without sound
A distant shining, so forlorn
My heartache until dawn
She’s a pillow, no caress, no kiss
Only a voice, from beyond the mist
Ivor Steven (c) July 2022
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 4 years, and writing poems for 20 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
Go Dog Go Café 
From a time of grief?
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Not quite .. I think our bedroom was basically changed into hospital ward bedroom and I had to move to the spare bedroom .. and our life of enforced separation inside our home had begun
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It had to be something similar
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Yes 💕
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And the moon shares her sorrows with you, or, you shared, your sorrows with her…
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Yes .. I suppose a bit of both
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A beautiful, heartfelt poem Ivor
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Thank you Sadje .. they where tough times .. maybe .. 15 to 20 years ago … 💕🌏
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I can imagine. You’re welcome
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Reblogged this on Ivor.Plumber/Poet and commented:
I found this old poem in a dusty foolscap folder under a pile of “stuff” I was tidying up … maybe from 15 years …
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Beautifully written, Ivor. The love is palpable… there but not.
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Thanks Dale .. an old poem from my early writing days .. 🤗💜
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Truly lovely.
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Words of love ..
“It Happens To The Heart”
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You can never disappoint with Leonard Cohen 🙂
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I’ve been following his writings and music for over 50 years 🎶📖
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🙂
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A fav of mine from 1970
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Aw. 😦 A poem born from a very difficult time. 😦
(((HUGS))) ❤️
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Yes .. things were difficult, but we coped .. our bedroom had been changed basically into a hospital ward room , with a electronic bed, air-mattress, and an overhead hoist .. and I was relegated to the spare room .. life in our home was becoming very different 💕🤗🌏
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Yes. Oh, my gosh. Such a tough time…sad and a quite the adjustment for both of you. But your love for each other enabled you to do what had to be done. ❤️
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A poignant and heartfelt poem, Ivor! I can’t imagine what you were going through. ❤️
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Thank you Eugenia .. Love help us cope .. 💕💙
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Heartfelt, beautifully written poem, Ivor.
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Thank you kindly .. 🤗💕
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Heart-touching poem, Ivor! Lovely ❤
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Thank you Cheryl … I seem to be enjoying a cloud of nostalgia this month .. 💕🤗🌏
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