Changing Things Around

Sipping on tea, from old Ceylon.

This lazy day’s, all but gone.

I’m changing things around again.

Thinking I’m yesterdays craftsmen.

Putting dreams up, taking walls down.

Wandering around in my morning gown.

Daydreaming again, oh, her in this room.

Writing silly words, about sun and moon.

Feeling lost within this empty saloon.

Wishing for her to reappear soon.

Replacing the sofa, for her to see.

Reclining she would, so relaxed and free.

Oh this void, she left alone for me.

Returning she said, to share a Ceylon tea.

 

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.

37 thoughts on “Changing Things Around”

  1. Stunning, Ivor. Wistful, melancholy and a real sense of the aching sadness of loss. So many little things that are done on a daily basis gain such volumes after loss. Your reference to old Ceylon is beautiful, too. I really love this poem.

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  2. My God Ivor, another so charming poem! I melted while reading! What a cup of Ceylon-tea can offer, or are you actually at the change? It loved especially: “Putting dreams up, taking walls down” and the “silly” would be desirable if it is exchanged against “pleasing” or so! You did again a wonderful thing!

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    1. Thanks Anie, it was another old poem that I completely rewrote this week, and I’m happy with the rehash. And “silly” was used because it seemed to fit ok, probably meaning to say amusing, or frivolous. And yes I’m always “putting up dreams” but It helps me with “taking walls down”, your comments are very pleasing.

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      1. Then the “silly” is only an expression of your mood, because no matter how badly one is on it, one can never call your silence “silly”. So “taking walls down” is extremely positive, right? Thanks for your reply Ivor!

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  3. This touched my heart in ways only a man who has lost his wife would understand. I lost my first wife from idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis after 35 years of marriage. Though I have since remarried, she will always hold a very special place in my heart and memory. Thank you for sharing this. 🙂

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      1. Haha, if only walls could speak, oh wow…..And yes it was a glorious place to live in, always had that welcoming warmth to the area. Everyone that came in always said they felt comfortable and at home…

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      2. I like that, pressing your ear against my walls and listening to them speak, oh, there’s words bouncing around in my head, I shall keep the pad handy tonight…. although maybe a few too many red wines…..

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    1. Thanks Colleen, I recall those little intimate moments so well, that’s what makes a good relationship, those snippets that makes you have a smile of togetherness, the little bundles of joy that all come into one…..

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    2. Oh, and Rose’s subconscious prompt about the walls, has produced another poem, to be published soon,,, “If Only The Walls Could Talk”, I’m waiting on some artwork, but I’ll email you the draft.

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      1. Walls, that can talk would be very interesting. I have often imagined this for rooms or buildings. What a bubbling up, if everything would be reproduced what happened there …:)

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