Wondering And Wandering Again

Do you every have that vacant feeling

Silently in a void, wandering

Darkness has fallen

Clouds shroud the moon

Misty rain cools the night-air

Wondering what happened to your day-time

Hours of down-time

What have you done

Memories of your day have gone

Nothing in your hand

Blankness in your mind

Decoding untold stories

Writing on pure white pages

Words of invisible ink

Ink that runs away

Eloping with your pen

To find a better day

Leaving you empty again


Ivor Steven (c) Β 2018

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Hi, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I'm a retired, part-time 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 18 months, and writing poems for nearly 18 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.

63 thoughts on “Wondering And Wandering Again”

  1. Do you every have that vacant feeling
    Silently in a void, wandering
    Darkness has fallen……..

    Yep, I’ve surely been there….but the light always manages to chase the darkness away…..beautiful poem Ivor! πŸ’›β˜€οΈ

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    1. Haha regardless I’ve awoken to my new day, and that’s a perfect start, to be awake, to be alive, to hear the birds sing, to see the sun rise…. and to read some words from Colleen πŸ˜ƒπŸ™„β˜ΊοΈ

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  2. The eloping pen and ink is both funny and sad to me. Damn them, actually! After all you’ve done for them… Your writing always stirs my emotions in wonderful ways. ❀ I'm so glad you do what you do for you and us.

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    1. Thank you Laura, and yes damn those two for deserting a sinking ship, but they weren’t as indespensable as they thought, I found a friendly pair to replace them, hopefully they shall be more loyal for me. xx

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  3. not all days have permanent recall in our minds Ivor no matter how much we want it to and yet some stay fresh even years later. I am so glad we get to write a new story with every sunrise and sunset. This is one of those poems to re read on tough days.

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