Throwback Friday, Time In A Turbulent Sea, by Ivor Steven


A poem I wrote in early February 2019, while recovering from my third stroke. I have slightly revised a few words, and altered the title – originally “Time and the Sea”

Time In A Turbulent Sea

My time, weeks, days, and hours have gone

My time, between one procedure and the next

Time to explore this healing castle

Time to write about realities and dreams

Time to chat to eager listeners

Time to observe the people living within

Time to think about the world’s problems

Time to visualise pictures of tomorrow

I am not a patient in his bed

I am free-standing and waiting instead

I am a walking and talking local poet

I am not allowed to vacate the site

They want me near, to study my plight

They want me here, to secure my bed

They need me near, to look into my mind

They need me here, so I am easy to find

Solstafir – Midaftann, Translated Lyrics


Now I have come home

After a journey on the deep seas.

The wave was so high,

The saltiness ate everything up.

I drowned in a black hole,

I pulled at the hand of death.

So high, it was so high,

And the moon lighted a path, yes the moon high in the sky,

And the moon lighted a path, yes the moon lighted a path.

So high, so high, wave of the sins, wave of the sins.

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Ivor Steven (c) January 2023

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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.

17 thoughts on “Throwback Friday, Time In A Turbulent Sea, by Ivor Steven”

  1. I don’t think we think much of our own mortality until someone close to us is taken from us. Suddenly its us — not the other guy — whose time is limited. It’s a haunting I think about alot. But I’m thankful for all the love I’ve had in my life, and have to believe it’s all worth it in the end, no matter what. Lots of Love, Ivor.

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