Hearing Is Out of Sight, is up at Coffee House Writers Magazine.

Hello dear readers and followers, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Hearing Is Out of Sight”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below and visit my poem, at Coffee House Writers.
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/hearing-is-out-of-sight/

Hearing Is Out of Sight

Do you peer through the blinds? 

Did you peek and wonder? 

About the empty street outside 

Why is every morning like Sunday? 

A solemn quietness amplified

Do you listen to the bells chime? 

Did you hear your silent number? 

Ring from the phone-box outside 

Is the world in a slumber? 

Waiting, forlornly mystified

Ivor Steven (c) September 2022

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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.

27 thoughts on “Hearing Is Out of Sight, is up at Coffee House Writers Magazine.”

  1. Love this poem, Ivor! Perfectly portrays isolation.

    It is usually very quiet here, to the point that I relished the sounds of the children next door screaming as they jumped on a trampoline!

    My brother, a psychologist, told me today that he is seeing a lot of fallout from the pandemic…people suffering from isolation and depression. Silence can be lovely, but it can also be ominous!

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    1. Yes … I think we are Ingrid … and now I must take a break/rest/sleep away from my computer … I’ve gone pass my session time!! … wow … It’s hard to make myself stop, but I must ….

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