Inside Out


Weekly Word Prompt : This week’s word prompt is : Perspective.

This is an old poem of mine, The poem “Inside Out”, is more just a rhyme and a play on a few featured words. Over the road from were I once lived, there was a furniture shop, and the advertising hoarding was, “Inside Out, Exotic Furniture”, well I was sitting there waiting for the bus, and in my minds imagination, I changed the the words to “Inside-out, Upside-down, Erotic Furniture”, and hence my little anecdote was laid…. with a totally different perspective..

Inside Out

The view of my love seems upside down.

When I’m at the bottom of her flowing gown.

And my erotic picture appears inside out.

What’s this scenic love all about.

The ways of my love seem upside down.

When she’s on top, covering me ’til I drown.

And I’m underneath, neither in, nor out.

What’s this crazy love all about.

The river of my love seems upside down.

When I’m sitting inside her smiling frown.

And her foreign body hits me in and out.

What’s this exotic love all about.

The world of my love seems upside down.

When I’m laying below her pounding mound.

And her endless thrusts, feel inside out.

What’s this frenzied love all about.

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.

36 thoughts on “Inside Out”

  1. Avery sensual and erotic piece Ivor, but you also get this idea of disattachment. They are so close to each other in this act of love, but yet “the world of [his] love” is still so far from him. Well written my friend and a bit sad too.

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    1. Yes Mandi, your comments are quite correct. The poem was written about 8 years ago and I was into my 29th year of caring for my wife. She had severe MS, and I was probably dreaming of those lovely passionate days early in our marriage, we only had 7 glorious years before her MS severed our bodies apart. 😊 ❤️

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    1. Thank you ❤️ Helene, and I wrote it about 8 years ago, with a bit of detachment, and imagination about those lovely passionate times. Carole and I had 7 glorious years before her MS severed our bodies apart

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    1. Yes that’s for sure, and it’s a mixture of my imagination, dreams and memories, from those early years of our marriage, we only had 7 glorious years before her MS severed our bodies apart, and then we had 30 years of sharing and caring over her gracious and courageous journey


  2. OH! A lovely poem, Ivor!
    Love can turn us inside out and upside down and which-way-’round and it’s all worth it! 🙂 You and Carole had wonderful love that some people never find. So that makes me smile! 🙂
    (((HUGS))) 🙂
    PS…I’ve had a super busy week, so I let Cooper blog for me! 😛

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    1. I suppose it can make you blush, but overall all I’m trying to say in a whimsical way,, is “what is this crazy love all about” and it’s about our different perspectives we as individuals have of love, and I love writing about love. 😊

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