Long, Long Way

I’ve come a long, long way

I remember the bad, bad days

When yesterday’s were dark and grey

On level seven, under heaven’s archway

 

Laying there immobile and prone

Waiting for the etching of my headstone

Unable to call an angel on my phone

 

Unknowingly, my silent message, spun out of the cyclone

I awoke inside a comfortable twilight zone

Slowly realising I’d been saved, and finality was postponed

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  August 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.

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      2. All I do is, unfollow you, then press follow, again, and that seems to work… I’ll have to WP, why it’s happening, it’s happening to other follower’s as well.

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    1. Thank you Eugenia, yes the journey has been a long, long one, but here I am, even beginning to work again, ten months this eventuality seemed impossible 😊♥️🤗

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