Ebb Tide

Gravitational tides flow in and ebb out

This current’s tidal strain was high

But tonight a full moon did glow

And finally the painful tide

Has begun to subside

Uncovering caressing sands

To slowly pass through my hands

And the harpoon behind my eye

Is no longer my nightly lullaby

Hard times flow in and ebb out

Now It’s time to swim free like a trout

Ivor Steven (c) Dec 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.

18 thoughts on “Ebb Tide”

    1. Yes …. but I’m still giving blogging a rest, as I’ve suffering, mild headaches and my neck soreness is quite pronounced…. however my improvement is progressing ok…. maybe I’ll be back to my normal blogging self after Christmas…. xx

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  1. Your photo made me smile and sigh! 🙂
    Your poem made me smile and sigh! 🙂
    And you know Mr. Cohen is always welcome…he’s good company anytime.
    Continued bestest wishes and prayers, Ivor, for the hard-tough-stuff to ebb away from you! 🙂
    🐠 🐟 🐠 🐟 🐠
    (Swimmin’ free!!! 🙂 )

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