This Fence

The Sandbox Writing Challenge 22 — Vulnerable

Posted by calensariel .

I wrote this poem at the most Vulnerable time in my life, I was recovering from a semi serious Stroke, at a time when I was still caring for my very disabled wife, suffering from severe MS, and I was wondering how could I continue on with my life. Well, I suppose I survived, as here I am, telling my story.

This Fence

I am quickly nearing this fence.
An obstacle of a lifetime I see.
And from my side of this fence,
The hurdle is too high for me.
And on the other side of this fence,
There seems nowhere to land or flee.

I have arrived at this fence,
Above the pickets, just grey sky.
And on my side of this fence,
The grass is brown and dry.
On the other side of this fence,
The grass is green, but still I cry.
How am I to clear this fence,
There seems nowhere to go, or get by.

This fence, all built of stones,
Breaks my spirit, and all my bones.


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.

32 thoughts on “This Fence”

    1. As you know with your sisters situation, it’s amazing what we can do when we are such awful circumstances. I didn’t think I could do it, but there’s an inner force of nature that takes over, and that is the force of 😍

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    1. Every time I read this old poem, it’s a great reminder of what we overcame, and these days I find my words quite fortifying, Oh, and still a few Ivor tears as well. xx

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