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
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
Carol would be very proud for you Ivor!!!!!
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I’m wishing for my fences to become tiny railings for the rest of journey xxx
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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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Always my pleasure Sue xx
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This is a wonderful poem Ivor, the last 2 lines are especially beautiful but so sad :O) x
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Oh Lisa, It was written a long time ago, I was basically on the brink, My love for Carole pulled me through, I could not let her down…..
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Love is the answer to so many problems in life :O) x
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Yes, love can be a powerful ally in times of need
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Stunning
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Thank you dear Rajani, It was written a long time ago, when my life was grim.
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Can I ask a question?
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You’re are welcome, fire away xx
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nice poem, super fence and Tim is my hero … after you of course 😉
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It’s a great song that easily fitted my poem
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his words would fit anywhere 🙂
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I love Tim Minchin, and his song fits perfectly with your poem. Hope the recuperation is progressing well, ready for your trip.
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Thanks Peter I’m happy with my progress and I’m feeling the results of my hard work, especially after the weekends activities. 😊😁
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Beautiful photos 🙂
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I’m glad you liked my courtyard, it’s where most of my poems are created.
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Ivor this is such a lovely Poem. It is beautifully written, inspiring you pressed on through. Your Courtyard is a wonderful place, the pictures added enhanced the beauty of your Poem.
Yonnie💜🤗🌸
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Thank you Yonnie, It’s an old poem, written when I was near the brink, but my love for Carole pulled me through………..
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Oh how beautiful, even the more!
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It’s hard to explain the inner turmoils, but I think I got close in my simple way……
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Most definitely…Keep Writing ✍️
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Your space is so beautiful Ivor! So inviting and comfortable. I’m glad to hear you and Yorkie are getting along so well. It’s as if you are riding Yorkie all the way to New York! 🙂
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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 😁🗽😊🙄
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It sure will! how exciting! I will send you our newly made travel plans in email.
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Ok I’ll go over and have a look
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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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Thank you Carolyn, every now then I do wonder, today I’m so tired, but I’ve been pushing hard, I must be fitter….. xx
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A quitter you are not
Much fitter you will be
So keep up the hard work
Maybe dance The Jerk
Or another dance or two
With or without your shoe
You have a cheerleader in me!
YAY, Ivor!!! 🙂
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Thank you for leading my cheer squad, our colours are green and white. 💚💚🗽🗽
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What a beautiful little space you have, memories and nature blending together while you pedal your way around.
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My 10 mins of Pedalling goes quickly !!
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10 minutes that good.
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Yes I do that twice a day, two sessions of exercises and 6000 steps a day, on my way to New York 🗽😊😉♥️
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Wow, that a lot of steps from your land, to the US. Do you walk on across the sea? ha ha…
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I think I’d sink 😕😊
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amazing! I love that ivor!
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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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An interesting post Ivor. We are getting new development all around us as well. It is so sad to see trees and wildlife lost to “progress”! You have a beautiful personal spot!
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Thank you Dwight, yes my little writing haven 🌏
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