Do You Feel Her Shame

Do you feel her shame,

viewing my pain.

Left out again,

in the cold rain.

Do you sense my strain,

watching me drain.

More of the same,

in the cold rain.

Do you see her cry,

in her celestial sky.

Left out to dry,

in the cold she did die.

Do you feel her tears again,

sharing the blame.

I hold her shame,

in the cold rain.

 

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.

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      2. Oh Ortensia, just another hurdle for me to overcome, life continues to deal me disappointments, but I’ll be ok, it’s just that my retirement years won’t be as comfortable as I thought they might be.

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  4. I’m sorry to see you not feeling awesome, dearest Ivor. Your poem was still no less beautiful. Little console, I know… sending big hugs your way xxx

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      1. Sorry I did not respond yesterday, my WP app is being silly. Just keep looking towards the light, my dearest. Even if it seems particularly dark right now.

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      2. Yes there’s a light at the end of the tunnel, and there’s a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in 😊. You’re always so kind to me, thank you dearest Amberley 😚

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      3. I’m sorry that you had to receive bad news right after such a good trip too… Was cruse lovely though? You are welcome, dearest Ivor xxx

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  9. I discovered you through Chatter Master. Having enjoyed your witty and amusing comments there, I was led to your blog and became a follower less than a month ago. Today’s post seemed to me a departure from your usual. Though it is beautiful, the underlying sadness is unmistakable. While reading through the comments, and I always do, I followed your link and read This Fence. I was thunderstruck by the magnitude of emotion conveyed in these words. The words reminded me of the fences encountered throughout my own life’s journey. I expect there will be more to come before my last breath is drawn. You WILL find your way over this fence too! Thank-you!

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    1. Thank you ❤️ Ellen for your glorious words of encouragement, it’s early Sunday morning here in Geelong and your comments have already enlightened my day.

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      1. I came back to read This Fence again, it has stayed with me since the first reading. I am delighted to know that I have traveled to the future, it is only 5:33 on Saturday here in tiny Rhode Island! So happy to have been of some small help to you, you have brightened many of my days through your blog!

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    1. It’s one of those disappointments in life that I wasn’t expecting, and a few of my dreams about travelling the world have been shattered. I
      I’ll have to keep working for quite a while to achieve my goals. I’ll survive but as it’s been all through my life there’s no easy way out for me ☺️ However this time next year I will be travelling to Philadelphia, rain hail or shine !! So I’ll concentrate on the positives coming my way. 😊 Thank you for your kind concern,

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      1. You’re welcome Ivor. I often think of how wonderful it would be to travel ‘freely’. Knowing full well there is nothing free about travel. And to travel one must work, and pay regular living expenses. I share that feeling of loss with you.

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  13. There is a path chosen and a path we select. Sometimes both of them collide leaving you with nowhere to go. During this collision, you become the survivor searching for a new way. Always seek the light to another path, even if it is just snippets of brightness in a dark space.

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  14. I am so sorry Ivor and I can feel it. And all those who carry pain in their hearts feel it. Never like you but each one for himself in his own story. I wished there were words to comfort you, but we all know there exist no words to fix this. I wish you all the force to overcome!

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  15. Ivor! This is very thought provoking. And I’m sorry for your bad news! I hope the wonderful memories of your cruise can help sustain you, as well as all the love on WP!! ❤️🌸

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  16. Everyone before me said everything I wanted to say. So I will take a different path…kick the news in the ass. By now you know the score and can’t change it. So say thanks for the lesson, get back on that horse, and trample the shit out of the news on your way out! (was I too flippant?) It’s only a change of direction…you’re still moving forward. That’s all that counts. And your poetry is your vent. That’s more than many have.💕

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    1. Haha, love your attitude, I’m not very good at riding horses, so I’ll just stomp my way out over all the shit in my dirty shitty plumbing boots and see you for a coffee ☕ in April next year, 😊😊

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