A Flower-bed Of Dreams

 

A Flower-bed Of Dreams

 

The clouds parted, exposing a river bright blue

My hazy visions, suddenly became true

I’m standing in a flower-bed of dreams

I see strawberry fields covered in sun-beams

My veins feel like bubbling mountain streams

The family circle, has my heart bursting at the seams

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  April 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.

23 thoughts on “A Flower-bed Of Dreams”

    1. The Azaleas were my dear Aunty Madge’s pride and joy, and fittingly they were in full bloom for me, when I arrived Philadelphia…. …xx

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