Hello dear readers, I found another folder of my older poems today. I had called the poem booklet, “Honour And Wisdom”. And here’s another one of these personal love poems, that I’ve been posting recently,… ., from a time, when I had new lady in my life. I thought maybe it’s about time I presented these pieces from my archives. The relationship finished four years ago, so I thought that enough time has lapsed, for me to now show you, another side/story of my life….……I am also presenting this article, on “Go Dog Go Cafe’s” fabulous initiative, Promote Yourself Monday’s….. To visit their wonderful site, please Click >>HERE
A Voice, A First Date
The moons glowing, silvery stark
My dream’s a shadow in the dark
She’s a cloud of mystique
I’ve only heard words, on my wrist
The sun’s rising, I’m forlorn
My heart’s been pounding ’til dawn
She’s a pillow, a quiet wish
Only a voice, from an abyss
A new lady, a stranger
The meeting, it’s all arranged
Butterflies flutter, our first date
I shall not be late
An anxious rendezvous
Soon an open book to view
Writing these lines, as I wait
Serendipity, destines our fate
Ivor Steven (c) October 2019
I love the name of your poem packet
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Thank you Beth, I’m finding it fascinating, reading these old pieces of mine…… years down the track, and I think they’re still reading ok…. and this is the first time I’ve printed them for public viewing……
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Wonderful! 😍
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Thank you Patti, It’s been fascinating for me, to rediscover these old pieces of mine……
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I imagine so. It is so much of a mirror into who you used to be.
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Yes … They are about where I was at time in my life……. the experience of feeling love again, was happy time for me…..
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Our poems are always a reflection of our inner self. It’s nice to find the happy ones.
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Yes… it was a pleasant 3 years…….
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That’s splendid! I loved it..
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Thank you
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Such a sweet poem. 💕
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Thank you dear Beckie 😊🌎
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You are most certainly welcome, dear friend. 😁
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I think a few of us can identify with this nervous, pleasant, angst-ridden beginning
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There’s nothing like the excitement of those hours or days before that first date! So much possibility.
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I was 61 at the time, and I felt like a teenager 😊🌎🤗
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How interesting to go back into your poetry archives. Your work was as beautiful then as it is now.
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Thank you Eugenia, it’s been a fascinating experience for me
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My pleasure, Ivor!
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Love this, Ivor! You’re really captured all the emotions and expectancy of a first date.
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Yes, I was 61 then, and shaking like a teenager….xx
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Ha ha…I bet. My mother dated after my father died. She experienced the same thing, in her 80s.
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I understand completely……
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lovely, I can feel the anticipation 🙂
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Haha , I was like frightened teenager……
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that’s how it should be Ivor .. you need the healing 🙂
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A sweet poem for a first date. ou captured the feel of the evening perfectly.
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Haha, at 61, it was scary gig for me…..
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Well, you were out of the dating circulation for a while. So it is to be expected.
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But still young at heart…..
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Of course.
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A quiet wish….such a relatable phrase Ivor ❤
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I think the date went ok… we 3 good years together….
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Well then it was very good indeed. 🙂
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Aw, Ivor, this is sooo beautiful.
My heart’s been pounding ’til dawn
She’s a pillow, a quiet wish
Only a voice, from an abyss
Thank you for sending me the link.
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I remember feeling like a teenager on his first date… wow and I was 61 ……xx
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It’s amazing how the heart remains young. Lovely poem, Ivor.
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Thank you Irina, yes I was feeling like a teenager on his first date
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you Robert, this is an an honour for me to have my poem appear on your fabulous site Robert…. Haha, like on that first date I’m blushing !!
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It’s a real pleasure to share your work, Ivor!! 😁✨✨
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I sincerely appreciate your generosity Robert, 🤗☺️🌏
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Lovely….
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Thank you for reading… xx
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You’ve captured this perfectly, Ivor! We can all relate! Whether a person is 16 or 61…those butterflies show up! 😉 🙂
That song is a fav! So nice to listen to it today! 🙂
I love that you are going through your Treasure Chest of Gems (poems) and sharing them! 🙂 We feel honored to read!
HUGS!!! 😉
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I had really forgotten about this poem…. all my readers have given it lovely comments…… It made me feel pleased, and everybody really associated with the feelings in the poem….
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Yes! It’s so wonderful when something we write is relatable and/or causes people to feel feelings and evoke memories! 🙂
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Yes, gives both the reader and writer joy… xx
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