Throwback Friday, Where’s That Dream (a Redux from last year)


Today’s Throwback poem was written before I started my website and is from June 2012, not long after Carole passed away (14 years ago, May 3rd). For reasons I can’t quite explain, this nostalgic piece never found its way into any of my three books. Maybe this unheralded poem will finally nudge me toward completing my fourth.


Where’s That Dream
 

I have seen the universe through to the stars beyond 
There is a deep darkness; she is gone. She is gone 
I saw her smile crack from the pain 
There was a sorrow, she caught it tomorrow 

I have seen the moon through the burning sun 
Where is that planet she is walking on? 
I saw her eyes crying tears of sand 
Where is that beach she is lying on? 

I have seen the ocean through the broken coral 
Where is that ship she is sailing on? 
I saw her body serene and frail 
Where are the ashes she is covered in? 

I have seen the earth open, swallowing the multitude whole 
Where is that chasm she is falling through? 
I saw her gentle soul disappear out of sight 
Where is that secret haven she is flying to? 

I have seen the land go through violent storms 
Where are the winds of time she is spread upon? 
I saw her heart, her love, for all of you and me 
Where is that dream she has left us to find? 








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Until Eyes Hear Sound

Amazon >> Amazon.com : Until Eyes Hear Sound

Lulu Books >>  Until Eyes Hear Sound (lulu.com)




Perceptions:

Amazon >>  Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
Lulu Books >>  Perceptions (lulu.com)



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
ivorrs20@gmail.com … and I can send you a PayPal account,
for the Book, plus Postage.



Ivor Steven ©  May 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.

31 thoughts on “Throwback Friday, Where’s That Dream (a Redux from last year)”

    1. Thank you so much for your very kind and thoughtful words, Nancy … it was hard to explain how I felt, my emotions ran deep, and this was a valiant attempt to capture my grief 💕🥰🌏🎶🤗

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  10. ‘Twould be a perfect poem for your 4th book.
    Your pain, your loss, your love, the deep missing, and the deep longing comes through in your words, Ivor. A powerful and precious tribute to Carole. I am sure a part of you is with her. And she, of course, is with you…she is in your home, your head, your heart.
    (((HUGS))) 💜💛💜

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    1. Thank you for all of your lovely words, Carolyn … and of course there is more to come during this commemorative weekend for, Carole … 🥰💕🤗🎶🐶(((HUGS)))

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      1. I always think of Carol at the start of May her anniversary is exactly a month ahead of Graham’s anniversary, though he was the following year, the 2nd of June 2013. ❤️

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