Floating In Exile




Floating In Exile 
 
 
I am flying inside a dream  
somewhere between  
twilight’s dark indigo sky  
and earth’s blackest ocean  

I see a grey horizon  
floating in exile  
upon a moonlit lagoon  
without a compass or a sundial  
 
meanwhile  
swimming across the Nile 
they refile my profile  
from butterfly to freestyle  
 
then I wake up inside a crocodile  
and wonder, have I the guile?  
to walk another mile  
toward the exit turnstile 






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Until Eyes Hear Sound

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Perceptions:

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Tullawalla:

Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books



OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
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Ivor Steven (c) January 2025

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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 “Floating In Exile”

    1. Say thanks to your granddaughter from Ivor … yes it’s an abstract dreamy poem, and I’ve always wanted to swim in the Nile but I was never any good at ‘butterfly’ … I’m not sure how I ended up inside a crocodile, but hopefully, I’ll still be able to walk to the ‘turnstile’ 📘🌏🦋🐊

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