Heavy And Hollow, The Whitehouse Door

I’m too tired to continue

Carrying this Olympus torch

The flame is not staying alight

Under my sheltering porch

All I want to do

Is watch the birds

And selfishly forget

The hungry and dying herds

My bell has become too hollow

To ring against the war

Too heavy to lift

High above the floor

Too wide to pass

Through the Whitehouse door

Too noisy to tell

Humanity the real score

Soon we’ll all board the Ark

Row away from our shores

Fly our rescue flag aft

Explore the sky with Thor

Listen to the heavens

Hear the peace-bells last encore

Proudly ring the bells that still can ring

Chiming so loud, no-one can ignore

Ivor Steven (c) 2019

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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.

30 thoughts on “Heavy And Hollow, The Whitehouse Door”

  1. {{{Ivor}}} It’s not a bit selfish to rest and listen to the birds and let the world spin on for a while while you heal. Sending good vibes, healing thoughts, hugs and love. Speaking of beautiful songs about bells (so love this one you shared) here’s one that always helps me feel better. ♥.

    The Great Bell Chant:

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      1. *hugs* Well like I wrote to you elsewhere, “Maybe I can’t stop the downpour, but I’ll always join you for a walk in the rain.” ☼ Good vibes ☼ still coming your way. ♥.

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  2. I’m with you, Ivor. There’s not much us oldies can do except tutor those younger not to make our mistakes. Which they will, for they are human. The world is a wonderful and horrible place, and we have to be content on where we have landed. Don’t get an ulcer over what you cannot change.

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    1. Nice to hear those reflective words Robert. I suppose I’ve been in hospital and out hospital so many times lately that I’m becoming blase about the world around me, and getting far too sarcastic about governments and their continual fascination with money and greed.

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  3. You have so right my friend!!

    All my life I’ve been waiting for I’ve been praying for
    For the people to say
    That we don’t wanna fight no more
    There will be no more wars
    And our children will play
    One day It’s not about Win or lose
    ‘Cause we all lose
    When they feed on the souls of the innocent
    Blood-drenched pavement

    Keep on moving though the waters stay raging

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  4. You look at the photo one way, it’s the bird with a yellow beak.

    You till it another way, it becomes a Rabbit and the yellow beak become yellow ears!

    So goes your deep poem!

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    1. Yes, I’m finally back home now. The results/tests, didn’t clear my name, they’re still not sure of what’s causes these problems, but they are hoping my new medications might be able to help control my clots. Anyhow, I can continue with my rehab program, so it’s all system go again. xx
      “I’m Home”
      I’m not quite on song
      Home’s where I belong
      Humming ballad songs
      I’m going, right or wrong

      I’ve made up my mind
      Even though life’s unkind
      We only live once
      And this is my dance

      Dreams are living on
      Life shouldn’t be postponed
      Realities push and thrive
      My future is still alive

      She’ll gently take my hand
      And show me the distant lands

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      1. OH! I’m so glad you are finally home! Whew! 🙂
        Sorry to hear they didn’t figure out something to help you, so I hope the new meds WILL help! And so glad you can continue your rehab program!

        OH~Thank you for sharing this poem! It is so beautiful and heart-tugging!

        The lines “This is my dance” and “Life shouldn’t be postponed” just jumped out at me. I needed to remind myself daily of those very things.


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