The Sandbox Writing Challenge 2018 — Exercise 18. Posted Blogging
inIf you could, what parts of yourself would you throw out?
I arose from the dead
Uncovering pieces of me, I dread
Old body parts I must shred
Blobs of fatty tissue to shed
Sinkers of lead inside my head
Drag me down along the river bed
A stainless steel ankle plate
More than an arthritic ache
Pins and needles spike my heal
Soon I’ll need pump-up wheels
My unrepaired tear ducts
Flowing cascades
Pour over etched eye facets
Like flooded Everglades
Black-metal lays upon my soul
Eclipsing my deepest goals
Darkened shrapnel shards
Deal me unforeseen tarot cards
There’s a hole in my heart
Where a silver coated bullet
Fired from an empty pulpit
Ripped my senses apart
If I throw out the truth
What remains of myself
I might as well be dead
Only words left inside my head
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
You have a lot to live for my friend. You have us. ☺❤
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It’s ok Walt, I’m not throwing away the truth. xx
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Same
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Oh, I hope you’ve not all the “same” aching parts as me. x
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Right now…. there’s more ache than not.
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I’m sorry to hear that, just do your best my friend xx
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❤️❤️❤️
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Wow, Ivor! That’s a mouthful. What’s with the metal plate in your ankle?
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Btw, Ivor… Please don’t feel like you have to push yourself to do these. Sometimes the prompts just don’t connect or we’re not ready for them. This is supposed to be fun. So don’t get bogged down in them, ok? {{{Ivor}}}
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It was a bad break in my left ankle. And a few operations
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Inside your head are many beautiful words, Ivor. And inside your heart a lot of love 🙂
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Thank you ❤️ Raili, for your very kind comment, and I appreciate your friendship. 😊 😊
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🙂
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The poem was beautiful but the souls behind even more with or without pain.Healing hugs on ur way
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😊 Thanks Ortensia, it was a hard poem for me to write, to the prompt, I wasn’t comfortable with the topic, but I think it work out OK in the end
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It did indeed❤️have a beautiful day my friend
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Nearly Dinner time here in Geelong 6.00pm, and its a cool 12’C
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I always forget that,well enjoy ur evening it’s now morning here very sunny and it’s a warm (to us) 12 degree😉
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Have a great day, and I’m sure it’ll warm ..
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On 18th I’ll have a bit more metal 🙂
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We’ll be able to send those airport security scanners 😜
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You bet 🙂
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Morbidly dreadful and fearfully honest, Ivor. We love you.
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I’m ok Kelvin, I’m not going throw away any bits of the truth.
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Metal pains. Relatable 😦
Those words in your head? I know you aren’t throwing those out. But you do a fantastic job of planting them and spreading them.
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I think it’s this over active imagination of mine, Mum always said I was a daydreamer xx
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Your mum gave you a lovely compliment with that!
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You would have loved my mum, four foot nine and quarter, she was full of love and life as it should be, …xx
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Ivor, I know I would have, without a doubt. Look at her son. ❤ Apples don't fall far from their trees.
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😊 I like apples x
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🍎
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I believe that you have turned yourself inside out displaying everything lying beneath the surface to write this poem. The words that remain are well worth sharing. Thank-you!
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Yes Ellen, my words were a dig into myself, but in the end I decided not to throw any of myself out. I’m not sure about these self analysis prompts, when I start digging, I seem to keep delving, but overall I think therapeutically I derive some benefits, 😊☺️
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Gordon Bennett! – that’s an English way of saying ” For goodness sake ” – you say you couldn’t get to grips with this challenge… and then you come up with this brilliant (but heartrending) piece! Seriously, I can see why you struggled with it. I expect it makes you feel vulnerable to post these truths.
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Once I press my go button, it’s always full steam ahead,
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This poem is another lovely one written from the heart, but if you’re not entirely comfortable with a subject then don’t do it. Wait for the ones that come sunny side up and let your rays shine. 🌞
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In the end I got right into the gist of the poem and I think it worked for me ☺️
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I think so too Ivor. I read an earlier comment and took my lead from that 🙂
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I’m so very fortunate to have so many wonderful readers and friends who take the time to comment on my poems 😊❤️
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I doubt if either of us could have imagined that we’d find the good friendships we’ve found here. I’m delighted to count you as one of mine Ivor.
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Oh Sue, your definitely a besties of mine 😚
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Thank you so much Ivor 🙂
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None. Why ruin perfection? lol
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Hehe , not too perfect
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lol
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This is amazing! Heart wrenching and I love the way you wrote it.
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Sometimes I amaze myself. I look at the poem and say, “did you write that Ivor”,
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I love that!
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