Time Off, Time’s Awry

Your Wednesday Word Prompt is ‘Time Off’

I’ve had more ‘time off’ over the last 6 months, than I’ve every had ‘time off’ in my entire life. None of the months were an enjoyable ‘time off’. I was sick, bedriden, and hospitalised for those 6 months. I had many dreams and nightmares and they were frightfully vivid during my ‘time off’, I was, always tired, forever sleeping, and trying to recover from my lost ‘time off’…. Here is a typical dream/nightmare, poem from those days of  ‘time off’..…. << please check here to visit the “Weekly Word Prompt” site.

Time Off, But Time’s Awry


Last night I awoke in a pool of blood

Surviving Noah’s great flood

There was no bleeding horse head

It wasn’t a dream, I wasn’t dead

The nightlight died instead

A dark shadow engulfed my bed

Sheets of oozy dripping threads

A deep flowing red

From where, I do dread

Petrified, motionless I’m spread


The hole in my heart is dry

Fearful tears of crystal white I cry

My bloodshot eyes are weeping, time’s awry

Puddles of gore descend from the Boar’s sty

Visions of devils and angels pass my eyes

I’m not ready to say my goodbyes

Am I suddenly being nailed to the cross to die

Or is it, that cupids’ arrow in my thigh



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.

44 thoughts on “Time Off, Time’s Awry”

      1. Oh it’s a habit I got into years ago…. jotting down the main features of my dreams in the middle of the night, the notes then become a trigger for writing of the poem later on !!!

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      1. Yes !! very soon…. I’m still exercising and walking every day… Actually going to the stroke clinic this morning for my upper-body exercises. …. then a luncheon, another bon voyage, with the crew (all the girls, Carole’s dear friends), we have stuck together like glue over the last 7 years.


  1. Holy smokes, Ivor! What a dream! I notice lately I’ve had a lot of anxiety filled dreams, waking up with pounding heart and all, but nothing like those…maybe you need a sip o brandy before sleep! ha! But the poem is AWESOME.

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    1. I’m landing in New York, 24th April, stay there for for 5 days, a train to Philadelphia on the 29th April and stay there til 25th May, so overall I’m in America for 32 days.. I’d love to have a travel companion (you) xxx🤗🛫🗽😎✈️

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  2. Goodness, Ivor..what a horrendous dream! All your troubles must’ve really set your subconscious into overdrive! It’s great that you wrote it down, especially in a poem. Sounds like you’ve come an awful long way since that time..even more reasons to enjoy your exciting holiday!

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    1. I found the Moody Blues song, My Lady Love, thank you Debbie, I added to my playlist, lovely lyrics….
      It’s only a dream, and I’m good at remembering them and writing about them…..

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      1. I’m glad you found & liked The Moody Blues song, Ivor. It’s from an old double album compilation, of various albums of theirs, that I’ve listened to hundreds of times, called, “This Is The Moody Blues” still one of my favourites. It’s great that the dreams don’t bother you, you certainly have remembered the details within them..amazing!

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      2. Remembering my dreams is one of my trade marks….. but it takes a lot of practise…. hehe….oh there’s lots of examples……… I’ll send you a few one day….

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      3. It’s a knack, I’ve developed, I jot down main points from the dream in the middle of the night, and they sometimes trigger my memory in the morning, when I writing my poem. I suppose I’ve got myself into a habit of jotting down the notes… 🤔😊📝

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  3. Good Morning Ivor, just before I turn in for the night, just wanted to say I love this post and I remember the poem from the first time.
    I’ve already said how proud I am of all you’ve achieved so once again I applaud you.
    It looks like you attempted to create a pingback to our prompt but unfortunately, it hasn’t worked.

    Could you highlight any word and link this address to it and hopefully that should work. https://weeklyprompts.com/2019/04/17/word-prompt-time-off

    Many thanks Ivor, have a good day xx

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    1. Yes, the years have passed by
      I by grace, survived
      She by grace, left my side
      I was floundering
      The perverbial fish out of water
      I by grace, found my way
      She by grace, is my guiding star


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