Roll Away the Stone

On this quiet Easter morning, I’m sharing a poem shaped from small conversations and long-held echoes — a few stones rolled aside to let a little light through.


This poem grew from poetic anecdotes I first shared as comments on fellow bloggers’ posts. In stanza order, they are:

1. Violet: The Long View | Thru Violet’s Lentz
2. David: Lockjaw, or: A rengay – The Skeptic’s Kaddish 🇮🇱
3. Violet: A New Day | Thru Violet’s Lentz
4. David: In the Navy, or: A passage problem – The Skeptic’s Kaddish
5. Beth: lights shining. | I didn’t have my glasses on….


Roll Away the Stone

History is horrific;
life today is tragic;
the future wears yesterday’s fabric.

Bad seeds
produce sour feeds;
poet’s quill bleeds
and mortally needs
a chalice of mead.

Sometimes a new day
begins before tomorrow,
and sometimes tomorrow
just colours you in.

With red sand between my toes,
I would walk on water
to save the world’s woes.

Look beyond the desert
that divides our bones.
May the Light illuminate all pathways
that eventually intertwine
on sacred stones.




 




Ivor Steven ©  April 2026

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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.

13 thoughts on “Roll Away the Stone”

  2. Sometimes it feels overwhelming- but I have found that if I read history- it gives me a wider perspective- lets me know that what we are seeing is NOT the worst that humankind can do. It is just the first time what they are doing has affected people I know and love…. Thank you so much for allowing me to be a part of this wonderful post, Ivor…

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  3. Ivor, I really like how this feels to me. It starts heavy but then opens into something hopeful. I think the line “the future wears yesterday’s fabric” makes time feel tangled in a simple way. and “red sand between my toes” gives me a strong picture I can almost feel!

    Much love,
    David

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