All My News. By: Leonard Cohen
Do not decode
these cries of line
They are the road
and not the sign
Nor deconstruct
my drugless high
I’m sober but
I like to fly
Then quickened with
my open talk
You need not pick
the ancient lock
From Leonard Cohen’s, Poems And Songs, produced by “Everyman’s Library Pocket Poets”. 1993
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ivor20
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.
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Some perfection here. I’m sober and i like to fly. And happy out of the hospital day.
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Yes Mark, Leonard’s little poem is superb..
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Awesome, congratulations Ivor. Now you can eat real food and drink
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Hmmm
No apertite
Not thirsty
No sex
There’s no light
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the three things any man needs most, fuel for love
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I’m a weak kitten
Ready for the furnace
Fluffy ashes
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Is that what you call it down under?
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When crook, you are said
to be ‘butcher’s hook’.
We got the rhyming slang
thing from the old country.
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I don’t have your lyrical gifts David.
But in today’s day and age, if they say you dun it, they can create the proof themselves.
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I know nothing … But
the prosecutor is hiding
now in your iPhone,
coz I fought the law
and the law won 🎶
(BC, ‘Crook’ in Aussie speak
means Sick … Not Well)
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Thanks for the extra smiles David
I’ve survived the testie miles
But still have to wait a while
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Take it easy, Ivor.
Don’t let the wheels
of hospital trolleys
… drive you crazy.
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Can’t hear them from inside my bubble 🗯
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Are they giving
bubble bed baths
these days … Lucky Ivor!
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No baths, just showers
In my tower of song
Seven levels from heaven
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Ha
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Art for art sake.
Get well, Ivor
… for poetry sake.
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Poetry’s burning a the stake
It’s too late
There’s a fire in my head
That’s ready for bed
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Great!!!!
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Not feeling great
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Still? Tough time for you 😦 Hope it ends soon
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It’s not good Raili, I’m back in hospital now 😞🙁
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Oh NO!!!! Sending you much love and healing xxx
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hey Leonard sounds high as a kite in this poem and I’m guessing that’s how you feel too.
Rest young man and recover quickly 🙂
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are those your puzzles Ivor?
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Yes my friend, but the news has turned sour, they have sent me back to hospital…… 😞🙁
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Oh that is awful. A very persistent bug. Be strong Ivor. This is such a test
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Wonderful! 🙂
But, oh gosh, it seems you are back in hospital. 😦
The poem and video brought warmth to this cold night.
(((HUGS)))
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Yes, I I’m back in hospital
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Poor you! That acky ucky icky illness really has a hold on you. 😦
Be patient, and keep being a well-behaved patient, and get well. 🙂
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Please send for Doctor Who.
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What? Ha! 😉 Okay, will do!
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How about Doctor Where? 😉 😛
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Any good Doctor will do. 😊 😊
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HA!!! 😀 Then I’ll send Doctor How! 😉 😛
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Keep up the humour, you make me smile, 😀😀
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I’d send Dr. When, but you never know when he’s gonna’ show up! 😮 😛
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Haha, believe it or not, I’ve just finished writing a poem, and I’m posting soon, just find myself a song to go with it. It’s hard work for me, but good for my sanity 😀☺️
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Do get well soon
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