Cracks Fading Into Dust

I’d like to thank Gina, of Singledust, for reminding me of an old poem of mine. Her glorious poem, “dying dreams” inspired me to write an answer to my poem “A Crack In The Wall”.

Cracks Fading Into DustΒ 

 

Long ago, I lay bruised, on a pebble beach

The jagged rocks, had cut me deeply

I remained, bleeding and afraid

Beached, unable to row with my torn pieces

 

The cracks sharp edges, are now blunt

Ancient dark chasms, softened by time

And filled with yesteryear’s tears

Light ascends from the opaque holes

And glowing lustre, hovers over old fears

I see clear visions beyond the front door

And distant dreams, becoming realities

I’m done, hurdling fences and stone walls

The lifelong barriers are turning into dust

And her lost love, will be my last supper

 

Leonardo’s Bride – Lyrics. Even when I’m Sleeping

Don’t be confused by my apparent lack of ceremony,
My mind is clear
I may be low or miles high off in the distance,
I want you near
I love you… even when I’m sleeping
When I close my eyes
You’re everywhere
And if they take me flying on the magic carpet
See me wave
If our communication fails I’ll reconnect it
I want to rave
I love you… even when I’m sleeping
When I close my eyes
You’re everywhere
No matter where the road is leading us remember
Don’t be afraid
We have a continent that sometimes comes between us
That’s ok
I love you… even when I’m sleeping
When I close my eyes
You’re everywhere

Ivor Steven (c)Β  2019

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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.

44 thoughts on “Cracks Fading Into Dust”

  10. Beautiful, powerful, poignant, Ivor! And with photo and song…a perfect trio!
    It’s important to take time to honor the cracks/scars because they show that we have lived, loved, survived and will thrive.
    HUGS!!! πŸ™‚

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      1. I met you when you had been blogging just a couple of months and last night I was thinking about how sad your poems used to be back then. You lived in your past and wrote so much about Carole. Many of them seemed to be almost a cry for help.

        Today despite months of illness your poems are about hope and determination and are so much happier. You’ve come a long way Ivor. πŸ™‚ xx

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      2. Yes I’m definitely happier within myself, despite my health setbacks. I’m enjoying what I’m doing and a few life long dreams are coming true πŸ˜πŸ˜€πŸ€”

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