The Horizon’s Promised Forest

I rest quietly near the edge

Upon my peaceful little wedge

And in a doorway’s opening hinge

I see a brightness beyond the fringe

Illuminating my horizon’s promised forest

And I hear a hallelujah chorus

Am I dreaming my dearest?

Or is this a mirage of yesterday’s florist

Ivor Steven (c) March 2021

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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.

40 thoughts on “The Horizon’s Promised Forest”

      1. Whoops ..sorry Nick…getting my comments mixed up .. haha.. it’s not the first time .. and will not be the last time … tiredness and age are my ongoing excuses…

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  1. Lovely poem, Ivor… beautiful rhymes and near-rhymes. Your poem is so deep and filled with meaning! Your love of the environment glows throughout, and the ending verse is a touching tribute to Carole.

    I often wish we could leave a better world behind for future generations. That, too, seems to be a theme of the poem. ❤ Take care.

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