Looking Through A Window

What a dull way

To start a poem

“Looking through a window”

I was told by my teacher

If he saw a poem

Beginning with that line

He wouldn’t read the verse

Saying the words were over used
But in all honesty

Here I am

Sitting at my desk

“Looking through a window”
And the sky is a gloomy gray

So what else could I say

About this lonesome day

Another one of solitary downplay
Waiting patiently for a new entree

Writing this empty essay

Listening to the rains crescendo

“Looking through a window”

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  May 2020

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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.

29 thoughts on “Looking Through A Window”

      2. Yes I had a special teacher for English Expression (Marg Morris), I was terrible at English,.. anyhow she gave private tutoring at lunchtimes, and I passed… because of extra interest in me… she understood my little disability.. 😊😉

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  5. the former American Poet Laureate wrote a number of brilliant poems in this mode; he is well worth a look to see what can be done with such mundane beginnings [ many are now online]

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  8. OhMyGosh! What was wrong with your teacher?!?!

    I think that is a wonderful way to start a poem and you proved it, Ivor! 🙂

    And I think looking through windows is a joy! I love doing that…especially on a cold or rainy or stay-in day! Just letting nature “in” via open curtains and a look out can be so joyful and can keep us company! 🙂

    My teacher Mrs. Huizinga told me I was verbose! In my speaking AND in my writing! Can you imagine that!?!?! 😉 😛 Well, Mrs. H., I am STILL verbose!!! 😀

    (((HUGS))) 🙂

    PS…Just thought of this song…

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  9. Hi Carolyn… I think my teacher that years wasn’t very good…I had betterer teachers the next the 2 years, especially Marg Morris, she was extra good to me, and Understood my little problem….. Thank you for the song … I’m playing it now… yeah, I remember it well…..xxx

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