My Courtyard Fence

The Weekly Prompt, Photo prompt is : Fences..  Across the road from my home, there’s a large housing development, under construction with a high wire fence around the site. It’s in vast contrast to my private little yard here. I’m on my exercise bike, Yorkie, pedalling away and looking around at my courtyard fence. I’m wondering, how I got this far and how I arrived at this place, jumping all of life’s tall fences on my to journey  here. On my courtyard fence hangs so many memories, and it takes me back to when I wrote a poem, of when life was extraordinarily hard and I felt the end was near, it was just after  I had my first Stroke eighteen years ago, and I couldn’t jump “This Fence”<< Click to view the Weekly Prompt’s site

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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)  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.

42 thoughts on “My Courtyard Fence”

  1. I’ve always loved your little courtyard with its family photos and plants that started life with your dad. Your poem is lovely Ivor, though It sounds as though you’re becoming a little frustrated with this uphill struggle of yours. Hardly surprising.
    You’ve come such a long way during these last few months, and your goal is in sight. 🙂 Thank you so much for taking the time to link your post to us Ivor.

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    1. I’m pedalling hard, probably would have done about 50 hours on Yorkie by the time I leave, and if I keep walking at this rate, I will have covered 70,000 steps, that should get me close to New York 😁🗽😊🙄


  2. Your Courtyard of Memories is so peaceful, inspiring, and comforting. A welcoming place to rest and renew…and smile. 🙂
    I love that while you and Yorkie are “traveling the globe”, you are gaining physical strength and emotional strength! You WILL reach your goals! 🙂
    HUGS!!! 🙂

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    1. Thank you Carole for reading and commenting. This is one of my earliest poems, written about 15 years ago, when I first started writing, and it’s still one of my favourites.


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