I’m slowly drifting out of bed
Feeling like an empty wood-shed
There’s a fire within, unfed
Yesterday’s ashes smoulder inside my head
Remembering the day we were wed
The perfect couple they said
A fairy-tale, crystal, silver and golden thread
Our life was a rainbow, yellow, blue and red
Now I dream of you, beneath our bedspread
And I’m sorry, our fairy-tale was misread
Everglade, By Antony And The Johnson’s. Lyrics.
When I’m floating in the water
And your eyes are lilies all around
When I’m lying sweetly in my bed
The sun plays crystal with my eyes
Then I stop
My body stops crying for home
My limbs stop weeping for home
When I’m peeping in a parlour of trees
And the leaves are winking all around
I’m home, my heart sobs in my veins
But brains they play the softest games
Fingers kiss the string
Mouth taste the blade
Of everglade (x3)
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
Your poem touched my heart, Ivor.
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Thank you Helene, one of those subconscious morning feelings and thoughts, and I always feel better for writing them down.
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And I’m sorry, our fairy-tale was misread—- this breaks my heart..
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It’s sad I know, I’m afraid not all fairy-tales have a happy ending, but I’m ok, and I always feel better for writing down my thoughts.
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That’s your happy ending Ivor…
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Yes, I know you’re right, life goes on and I’m happy and comfortable these days 🙄
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Everybody have lost someone .. you are not alone Ivor!!!!
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I know🙄 Just a moment of reflection early this morning, and I like to write down my thoughts, and the poem is the result. I’ll look at the song when I get home. I’m out walking Cyndy ☺️🎶
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It’s like magic. In a short while the mind calms down and reorganizes. It probably because in the process of writing, feelings and emotions become clearer and hidden thoughts and feelings come to the surface to bring a more complete light to the situation.
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I always feel a sense of relief and calmness after I’ve written one these emotional pieces, and my therapist agrees that the process is definitely good for me ☺️ 😏🤗
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Αlso it is good for us to read you!!!!
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You are very kind, thank you ❤️
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Thank you dear Efge for this song, I’ve promptly stored it in my, Love Songs, playlist xx
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My name is EFI !!! I am glad you liked the song!!!
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Ok Efi it is, … your my first Efi out of my 750 readers, and that makes you special, as I’m usually the only Ivor on everyone else’s reader’s list. xx
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Generally we are unique lol ❤ ❤
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I love the way the words come to you in a wake up call! So lovely Ivor 🙂
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Thanks Sue, I amaze myself sometimes, and the mornings seem to be my best times, where my thoughts and words smoothly entwine …xx
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What a heartfelt and honest poem filled with emotions.
I always start the song (when you share one) and then while it plays I read your words, your poem, anything you share and I write my comments.
The combo of your poem and this song brought tears to my eyes.
It’s so important not only to release emotions, but to share them. When you share them you help other people with their emotions. Thank you, Ivor!
I believe she hears your words, your crying…she sees you and she brings comfort to you.
(((HUGS)))
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I know every time I cry, she’s smiling at me, and I certainly feel that. And I’m so pleased you think my words are of benefit to other people. When I first started writing many years ago, my poems were shared amongst our MS group. I’m rapt that I’m again able to help others, to let them know they are not alone, and there is help out there for them. xxx
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Beautiful as ever. Your talent is unwaning and your connection to all things love is wonderful
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Thank you Fiery, I’ve written some good poems lately. 😊 And it’s always lovely to hear from you then xxx
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Such thoughts are always there in the subconscious, waiting to surface at those misty times
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Yes they sure are, but nowadays I’m fine with them, and take comfort in accepting all of the glorious memories
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Yes
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“There’s a fire within,unfed”. Best line of the day Ivor. It made me think of a perpetual fire. Always burning. It’s source unseen but constant. Carole.
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A lovely thought Colleen. And again I’m really happy with this poem, all my lines and words hold so much meaning for me ☺️
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I can see why they do Ivor. ❤
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May be not all fairy tales have happy endings! Are they then fairy tales? I wonder.
I swear I went numb after reading this!
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Thank you, I’m pleased that you had a strong reaction to my poem, because after I read it back to myself I was became quite emotional. And thus I am very happy with the way my words turned out. 😊 😊 ❤️
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They do Ivor! They are profound and powerful 🙂
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Beautiful, you sure are great with your words, a whole lot of meaning in them. Cheers.
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thank you Elsie, I appreciate your kind comments.
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How are you doing, Ivor?
HUGS and hope you have a joyful night and then a joyful day tomorrow! 🙂
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I’m Just home now from my Thursday night pub outing with my jovial crew, and now about to walk this gorgeous dog Cyndy. It’s definitely been a happy day xxxx
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Keep on writing so wonderfully, releasing your thoughts and feelings. Your poem is heart-felt, beautifully poignant, cathartic. Love the depth of the content, the imagery, the flow and the lovely rhymes. Also, I like the songs and lyrics you usually attach to your posts. Great work, Ivor!
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Oh Marta, your comments are sincerely appreciated. I’m honoured by your lovely praise 😊
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You are kindly welcome. I like your poetry very much.
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Dreamtimes often bring new insights, memories and even messages. It’s good to capture them – and you do it in poetry!
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I think I’m fortunate to be able to capture and write about my dreamtimes 😊🤔
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It’s your gift and you use it well,, Ivor
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It is commendable how you capture your emotions so well. Fairy tale or not, you had a wonderful time together and that is to be cherished.
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Thank you ❤️ Punam
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You are welcome Ivor. 😊
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So so good Ivor! You really hit it with this as you always do!
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As you always do
So kind of you
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Thanks
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Christ, this made me cry. Not a lot does that when it comes to words but damn this got me. Wonderfully written, Ivor. Glad I read over the comments and saw you saying you’re well and were off out with Cyndy! 🙂
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Good to see you had a cry, I cried heaps while I was writing the words 😢😂😊
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Beautifully written dear friend!
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I lovely, sad poem, but I remember reading it last year and thinking how the last line could be misunderstood by someone who didn’t know your circumstances…
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Yes it could be misunderstood/misread, but I’m not worried, I write for me, good or bad, happy or sad, and I’m glad you like it then and now. xxxxx
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That’s how it should be. In poetry, folks find reflections of their own lives, no matter what the intentions of the poet. Those reflections can be reassuring…
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Thank you Jane, how are you feeling /going 🤗🤗♥️xxx
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How am I… my son finally moved out of the area. This morning I woke up finally feeling as if I have a future, although the grief is still there in the background xxx
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I hope your future becomes brighter Jane. I wonder why we are dealt the cards, and not given the chance to exchange them, The dark side of the moon is always there, the sun always rises, and cloudy days out-shadow the ones with silver linings !!! I just made all that shit up…… I’d like to say keep smiling, but it’s had to smile, while while the hailstones are still hitting you on the head and you keep getting kicked in the guts, your intestinal fortitude can only take so much…………mines got a puncture and I don’t know how to fix the blow-out……. .. Let it bleed out through the crack, until the light gets, then ring the bells that still can ring……xxxx
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You had genuine love – you held it in your hand. The love itself didn’t die. It’s not enough, but it’s a rare gem in this fickle world. Hold on to it, dear Ivor, and before you go to sleep each night, let your thoughts fly. Relive the beauty. Maybe your dreams will follow the theme.
When I look back at my life, there are many things which seemed felt like punishments but later turned out to be gifts, but there’s one thing in particular. It might sound odd, but I am proud to be the mother of a woman who recovered so miraculously from addiction. Every ounce of suffering is reduced to nothing by the thought of her smiling face, or the sound of her voice. It was an honour to raise her through so many and so varied difficulties and to finally see my rare flower bloom xxx
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Yes keep enjoying your gift, sometimes the good things of our lives are hard to find, but they’re there right in front of our eyes .. xxx
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