It’s true you know,
Walls can talk.
So I’ve been told,
By a beautiful rose.
You’ll have to listen,
Listen very closely.
Put your ears against the wall,
Use a stethoscope if you must.
Listen to the wooden heart,
Standing proud and tall.
A rough soul, rendered smooth,
Layers of paint, every hue.
Covering up dusty memories,
Of hearts lost, through years of cavities.
Like the old Wailing Wall,
You’re walking along a history hall.
Your secrets, one and all,
They’ve heard every gasp.
Your children’s moans,
And your lover’s groans.
Ivor Steven.
Special thanks to Poet Rummager, my friend Rose, being my the inspiration to write this poem, after a recent conversation we had, mentioning to me, that walls do talk !!
Very nice.
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This was so nice.
I’m in big trouble if my walls do talk. 😉
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haha, and a built-in speaker…
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Well done you, and Rose for inspiring you
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I heard walls can hear too…
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I like that 😊
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If walls could talk, walls like the Great Wall of China and the Berlin Wall would have many things to say :)…
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Such potent and moving words! I especially love: “a rough soul rendered smooth.”
Having met you via WordPress has been a joy, Ivor! Your support, wit, and generous soul have inspired me to no end.
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Ah – I was wondering what you meant with your comment this morning about national wall day. I loved this poem, because it’s so true. My mom died this past year, and my brother bought the house she lived in. I visited a short time ago, and I can certainly say that the walls talked; and they only had good things to say. Keep up the great writing.
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Aye! The walls knew
And remember them all 🙂
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Great read.
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this is a beautiful piece! very interesting:)
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I love the image with this Ivor. And of course…the words that evoke such thoughts and nostalgia.
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Thanks colleen, I smiled while I enjoyed writing this one.
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She’s a good one to talk to
I’ve known her for a long time
If only the walls would listen
As Sheldon Always
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You gave a soul to the walls ❤ What a heartfelt journey through time you are taking us on. I loved this poem, wholeheartedly. You've opened my eyes and offered them a brand new way to perceive. Yet I think I knew it all along, walls do tell stories, you just have to look close enough and listen to perceive their beautiful lyrical tongue.
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Some of us talk back Ivor!
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I am soooooooooooooooo thankful that walls can’t talk……………LOL
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Oh yes, we all think the same”😆
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that wooden heart…
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Thank you.
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