“When doors close, and wars roar, let peace be the key we choose to turn.”
This piece gathers four small reflections I shared on my fellow writers’ posts.
In stanza order, they are:
Nancy: Extraordinary Lies – The Elephant’s Trunk
Sara: Levels of Water | purplepeninportland
Nancy: Gilded Quiet – The Elephant’s Trunk
David: While my key still turns, or: Old lock – The Skeptic’s Kaddish
Time Unlocks Closed Doors
Behind every resurfacing lie
there is a buried piece of truth
Life’s ebb tides
and rising waters
have no lateral sides
The ways of the rich
make life a bitch.
We’re better off
not being so aloft
If the key is not in the lock
You’ll find it under the welcome mat
A song for those moments when closed doors feel heavy — Renee’s voice reminds us that time still finds a way through.
Ivor Steven © July 2026

Wonderful compilation of reflections, my dear friend. Thanks so much for the nod. 🥰
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Oh, thank you for your inspiring words my dear friend 📖🤗🎶
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My great pleasure, dear Ivor! 🥰
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Very moving poem Ivor
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Yes, it’s quite amazing how the combination sounds that way, Sadje
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Very beautiful
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Ivor, I like how your poem talks about hidden truth and unfairness, then ends with the hopeful idea that the answer may have been close by all along!
~David
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Thank you for thoughtful summary, David … and I think your comments are spot on … and that is the surprising/amazing joy I get when my 📘📖🤗🌏unrelated anecdotes come together to form a meaningful poem …
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🤗 🤗 🤗
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beautiful poem Ivor! 💕💕
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Thank you very much, Carol 🥰📘📖🌏💙
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Sometimes, life outside, impacts us, and, there’s no way, to keep our, sanity, but, we all, are working hard, to, stay, calm, as the world, becomes, more, turbulent, every single, day. We do what we can, to, keep our, minds, intact.
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The key is not to give up hope, closed doors do eventually open
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So well put
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Thank you kindly, Derrick
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A beautiful weaving of reflections into a wise, powerful poem…that ends with the reminder that hope is important because hope often leads to peaceful solutions. 🙂
“Tide and time wait for no man.” – Geoffrey Chaucer So we should not delay doing, or saying, what is important. 🙂 (((HUGS))) ❤️❤️❤️
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Thank you so much for your very thoughtful, generous, and kind words, Carolyn 📖🌏📘💙🎶🥰🐶
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Beautifully said, Ivor. We must never give up hope! 🥰💛
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Thank you so much, Eugi 📖💙📘🌏
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You’re welcome, Ivor.
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So nicely done 😊
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Thank you so much, Violet
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I loved how you ended by mentioning that sometimes the key may be hidden and not visible but it does not mean that it isn’t there. 🙂
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Thank you for your thoughtful words, Parikhit
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hope is what keeps us going
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Love and hope
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