‘Til Death Do Us Part

A poem I wrote over five years ago, about where my life was at that time. I haven’t been blogging for long, and I’ve posted other poems. Sorry but I haven’t been posting any of my poems in any sort of sequence, but maybe that’s wrong. I suppose life is a many jumble puzzle, and my words are there to just to help me, and if you, the reader find them interesting, and of some benefit, then so be it.IMG_1786

‘Til Death Do Us Part.

She’s there, in that tall pale building of brick.

Where the Nightingales care and tend to the sick.

She’s there, away from home and her comforting bed.

Where the Doctors try to fix the endless ills, from her head.

She’s there, her absence, reminds me of future plights.

Where my anxieties for her well being, endure her fight.

She’s there, I need to visit her, all day, and every night.

Where the distance to reach her soul, is out of sight.

She’s there, I’m wondering about that far away dome.

Where my lost personal affection, leaves her all alone.

She’s there, in those misty clouds, church bells ringing.

Where she’s nearing sombre sounds, of angels singing.

She’s there, her constant pain, remains tight in my heart.

Now I’m convinced, like I said, at the very start.

There’s no place like home, for her gathering dark.

And I promise to her, again, ’til death do us part.


Ivor Steven.

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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.

22 thoughts on “‘Til Death Do Us Part”

    1. Hello Kelvin, I’m just home from the pub, it’s my my normal Thursday night out with my crew of friends. I’m so humbled by all your kind words about all of my writings. I’ve figured out that you’re from some where in England. I’m from Geelong, Australia, and it’s wonderful to have connections on my blog site from so far away. Thankyou for taking the time to read my poems. so gratefully appreciated

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  1. Loved reading the poem. Its beautiful and soulful. She might be away from home, but she’ll always have a home in your heart. 🙂

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      1. Yep. The poem is indeed wonderful and so must be the special lady that inspired you to write this. Oh, I do love reading your works and I wish you all the best! Also, thank you too for following me. ❤


  2. Love how your head connects with your heart and soul. This poem is like a time capsule. You could lock it up and read it years from now. The same heart and soul survived by years.

    Love your heart and soul Ivor. 😉

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