Mango Smoothie

I’m reading sacred scriptures

searching for her leftover pieces

I drank a mango smoothie instead

to feed my word starved head

 

I’m following the score

winners cheating on soft hearts

Demons covering the doors

and angels cannot reach the charts

 

I’m laying her on a massage table

listening to a sad amble

I prod her skin deep

Shoulders, down to her feet

 

I’m rubbing salve over her soul

cleansing her masking sheet

Revealing wounded sandholes

bruised upon a pebble beach

 

I’m a healer who’s lost

Gravitated by her sorrow

How do I catch a falling arrow

And mend her broken cross

 

Ivor Steven (c)  2018

 

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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.

69 thoughts on “Mango Smoothie”

    1. Thank you Gina, another one of my dreams that I tried to write about. Actually I’m quite pleased how it turned out. The dream was about me being some sort of spiritual healer, but not being able to help this unfortunate soul. I suppose guilt complexes during my caring years for Carole.

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      2. Yes I always wanted to do more, or felt I could’ve done more. Basically I’m ok with everything now, But I had the dream last night, so I wrote about it, haha, hoping to appease my dreamtime gods….

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    1. Wow, thank you ❤️ and I couldn’t think of a nice title, then I said, might as well call it Mango Smoothie, anyhow now I think 🤔 the title suits my poem 😎😍

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    1. Don’t feel sad Colleen, my words were basically about my guilt complexes during a dream I had 2 nights ago, but really I’m very well healed these days, I’m OK. And I always feel betterer after I’ve written my words down.

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      2. Yes we do have our path to follow, as you have been following your path, sometimes it seems so rocky and insurmountable, and other times it’s like walking on water. xx

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      3. I was born with a lot to learn, and I suppose you could say I’ve been lucky in a way. all the strife has given me an understanding that I didn’t possess when I was young – and I have many compensations for the horror I’ve lived through.

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  17. Love this piece! Reminds me of what happens when ‘soft hearts’ get broken for the first time. It takes time to heal. Favorite part of the poem: “I’m a healer who lost.”

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    1. Thank you ❤️ for reading my poem, and yes, you’ve basically got it right, in this case I’m wondering if I’ve done enough for her, and feeling a bit quilts, but definitely about soft hearts 💕 being broken

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      2. I have trouble finding my poems, I’ve got them stored in alphabetical order, but that doesn’t help me one bit, I can’t remember there damn name/title anyway. 😊

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