The Ripple Effect

I’m an old branch of driftwood on the beach

Why do they think the fire within me is out of reach

I see our universe in a blade of grass

And every barricaded window is only a piece of glass

Our combined pointed scratches will shatter panes into light

Every sharp word we write, will be another molar bite

Every tiny drop in the river, eventually flows into the sea

Every little ripple on the lake, begins a wave set free


Do not be quiet, speak proudly, and have a say

Our voices are amassing strength, do not delay

The cloudy silence, enforced by corporate powers

Cannot be the way to nurture our earth’s flowers



Ivor Steven (c)  Jan 2020


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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.

30 thoughts on “The Ripple Effect”

    1. Thank you Sue for reading both of my emotional and heartfelt poems from today….. I’ve been pouring my smoldering heart into my writings over these awfully trying times….. and now I’m mentally and emotionally exhausted.. I’ve given of myself the best way I know how… xx

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  1. Powerful photo, poem, and song, Ivor! Wonderful!
    (That is my favorite version of Sounds of Silence! I love David Draiman’s voice!)
    I read your poem twice! I think it is one of your very best, Ivor! It awakens the senses, it paints vivid, important word-pictures, it ignites emotion. It brought tears to my eyes.
    PS…How are you doing today, Ivor?!?!

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      1. I’m ok, but emotionally and mentally I’ve worn myself out……. I’ve poured my heart and soul into these writings lately
        And I’ve given it my best, the only way I know
        how……I’m running out of tissues….xx

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      2. I know it’s good to get out those emotions…but if you need to take a break, please do so! Your emotional, mental, and physical health is vital! If the poems just keep coming, then let them flow. 🙂
        If I could send you a bunch of boxes of tissues, I would! 🙂


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