Below the Surface

This Saturday the Weekend Challenge from ‘Weekly Prompts’ is The Face. Please go and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> https://weeklyprompts.com/2020/09/19/weekend-challenge-the-face/ .. And the below is my response to this weeks prompt.




Below the Surface

I’ve had thorns under my feet

And a rose between my teeth



I’m on a voyage to somewhere, and beyond

And the false façade goes on and on

Left follows right, one of us cannot be wrong

The Small Faces are singing the same old song

And the winter snake-skins have all gone

Lets face it, will I ever truly belong?



The mysterious journey never ends

Until that inevitable finale bend

George said it’s “A long and winding road”

And I’ll face life’s hard curves, unbowed




Above Artwork:  By Kerri Costello, Graphic Design Artist, my beautiful niece/second cousin, who lives in Philadelphia, she’s so very talented, and a very special person in my life, thank you Kerri.



Ivor Steven (c) Sept 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.

47 thoughts on “Below the Surface”

  1. Lovely poem, Ivor! A journey of life with striking images. I especially like, “winter’s snakeskins have all gone.” 🙂

    You are justifiably proud of your niece’s artistic talents. Thank you for sharing her beautiful art. ❤
    I hope you are enjoying your weekend! Cheryl

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    1. Thank you Carolyn…a funny sot of poem, with mixed up thoughts, but I joined them together and and came up with this little voyage….
      my sails are never full, and the old galleon is drifting on unchartered currents, where I’m waiting for a guiding tug-boat….
      there’s always a poem in my pen……

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  2. Love the art work, to me it looks like the physical heart surrounded by the soul. I like the video the galleon ship conjures up many thoughts about life here and being able to rise above it all. It could be so beautiful if only we all tried. Blessings Ivor

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