There’s a lady on the horizon,
Standing against the dusk.
Viewing her sinking sun.
She’s not quite in tune,
Hiding between the dawn,
And her fading moon.
A quietly gracious lady,
On her old verandah bench.
Sitting between her shallow pond,
And her broken fence.
Waiting patiently to be set free,
To beyond her flowering wattle tree.
Glowing against her brightest star-light,
Avoiding her darkest night
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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.
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Ivor.Plumber/Poet 
You really know how to paint a vivid and stirring image with your words.
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Thanks, not sure how they happen, the wet paint seems drip off the brush easily.
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The paint may drip, but it still forms wonderful words and images. Well done my friend.
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Thanks Walt
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I could feel the hidden emotions of the lady….who want to be free!!
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That’s so true, And happy to say she’s free now, amongst the celestial stars.
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Awe…
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A lovely tribute to your quietly gracious lady Ivor.
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I want to know what she’s waiting for. It sounds like the young girl from Jonny Lingo
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Could be so, and could be worse, or could be death……
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We all wait in our own way. I like the thought of being a celestial star when the time comes. Your words shine in her night. 💫 🌟 ✨
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Thanks Rose, you’re so kind to me, and I always look forward to your thoughtful comments ♡ ☆☆
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❤️
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It takes a gracious lady to face the unknown with courage.
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Quite right my friend,
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I can almost see her Ivor, through your words.
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I have no idea where you come up with some of these poems, but I love them. Your poems can be interpreted in dozens of ways. I look at the gracious lady waiting patiently for the end of her life, not fearing it, and pondering what is next. Thanks Ivor. I’ll have to stop in more and review some poems I missed. Take care.
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Thanks for your gracious comments
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Ivor… this a lovely way to narrate the inevitable. And I saw how lovely she is. I felt her. Your soul is intense and sweet.
I loved this.
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Thankyou Mel, I’m always a bit sentimentaly intense on this our Anniversary weekend (41)
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Much love you’re way! Thank you for all the beautiful and heartwarming poetry. I’m always affected somehow. You add value to my existence.
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My Girl has that effect on us all,
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“Standing against the dusk.”
Against… It’s almost like resisting. Powerful.
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That’s good Mel, I was trying to create that feel, doesn’t always work though. …
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You’re always on point! You’re an incredible poet!
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So kind of you, and I so appreciate our friendship. So nice to chat to a kindred soul
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