Throwback Friday, Memory Rain, by Ivor Steven

Here is a poem that I posted on the Go Dog Go Cafe’s, Throwback Friday segment, a few hours ago. I’ve made a few little changes to this poem, that I originally posted on my site on August 24th 2017. I think my updated version added some softness to my poem. Please go over and visit the fabulous Go Dog Go Cafe site by clinking on this link >> http://godoggocafe.com/2021/04/30/throwback-friday-memory-rain-by-ivor-steven/


Memory Rain

Every time I opened our photo album

I saw her personal emblem

Every time I turned about-face

I felt pain and soft rain again

Every time I switched on the screen

I waited for a different dream

Every time I tried another channel

I cried during the battle

Every time I played another sad tune

I sang until the next full moon

Every time I walked out the back door

My head would be in the clouds

Every time I looked up to heaven

My angel stood waiting at the gate

I’d see the rain on her face

And I’d feel the memory rain again



Ivor Steven (c)  2018

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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.

14 thoughts on “Throwback Friday, Memory Rain, by Ivor Steven”

  4. So beautiful and heart-touching! It brings a flood of emotions. I had to grab a tissue.
    Lovely in trio with the purple flowers and Mr. Levine singing his amazing song. Adam, wrote this when one of his best friends, Jordan Feldstein, died. Jordan was only 40 years old. 😦
    (((HUGS)))

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    1. Oh .. I’m sorry for your loss.. heart-felt condolences on the wings of a dove coming your way xx .. and yes it’ a powerful song .. and my poem will live on in my heart forever .. xx

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      1. The violet hanging basket is very special… it was at the family Tullawalla homestead … dad planted it to celebrate our wedding… and wow that fern is less than 3 years old, and it’s already 6′ tall…

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