The Last Chicane



The Last Chicane


I’ve been climbing every rung

Even the broken ones unsung

I’ve played every sad song

Even when the words were wrong


I felt my bird fly away

Even though her nest stays here today

I’ve praised my swan’s eternal flight

Even through the hardest fights


I’m listening to the bells chiming

Even above lyrics that aren’t rhyming

I’m beginning to flutter my wings again

Even after missing the last chicane

I’m preparing for the next equestrian

Even tasting potions of bubbling champagne


Ivor Steven (c)Β  October 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.

24 thoughts on “The Last Chicane”

  1. Wow, this is such a beautifully uplifting poem, Ivor. To me it has perfect musical flow and rhyming. And content is equally perfect. No matter how much adversity, there is always hope to go on. Love the Book Bird!

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      1. Full disclosure- I had to look up what chicanes were! πŸ˜‰ I don’t think we have those in the USA. I hope you will be chicane-free! ❀️


      2. We do but they are not β€œartificial” as the definition for chicane says. The roads around me wind as I’m pretty sure they used to be cow paths. πŸ˜‚

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