Tit Bits #14

As the crow flies

I’m only a stone’s throw away

From here to beyond the skies

Out to the universe’s Milky-way

Where my dream never dies

I’ll keep dreaming

Until I burst at the seams

Drowning all doubters

In my custard and cream

Don’t misjudge my usefulness

Worn is not torn

With love and tenderness

Worn can be reborn

Your spear is the size of a harpoon

Plunging into my tethered heart

Take my leftover hand

Die with me

Burn our crosses

We’ll apply to the devil for a restart

 

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 9 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.

37 thoughts on “Tit Bits #14”

  1. I love Sean Rowe! πŸ™‚

    OH!!! I think this poem is one of your very best, Ivor!

    I relate to it. A lot. I feel the emotion behind it/in it. The visuals it creates in my mind are amazing. I sat here smiling as I read it aloud, and then tears filled my eyes.

    HUGS!!! πŸ™‚
    PS…Looks like you got those Storm Troopers under control!!! πŸ˜€
    PSS…How are you doing today?!

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    1. Thank you ❀️ Carolyn, yes I’ve been a a fan of Sean Rowe’s since 2012, when I bought his album, The Salesman And The Shark. And I’m so pleased you can relate to my poem. My Tit Bits poem are actually taken from in depth comments I’ve made about other bloggers writings, and I rehash them and piece them together to make one poem, this one is from 4 separate comments, depicted by the italics. 😊 I had another hard and cold days work, but having a rest tomorrow, and a chance to do some writing and blogging πŸ’›

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  2. Marvelous poem! I especially love the part “don’t misjudge my usefulness, worn is not torn, with love and tenderness, worn can be reborn”…gives hope to all of us that are showing our wear and tear. You are a storm trooper of the heart. Thank-you!

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    1. Wow bloody thanks Jane, actually a few others have picked those lines out too, and I know you understood my words, It was one of those times that my words truly conveyed my thoughts. xxxx

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