It’s early morn, on this lazy Saturday.
And I’m going to enjoy a relaxing day.
But first, I must make my bed.
“Yes, just like Mum said”
Oh, I gratefully do remember.
As I straighten the colourful quilt cover.
That gift from my previous lover.
And I like to fluff-up my pillows.
Ready for tonight’s wondrous dreams.
Revisiting plenty of stupid cupid’s arrows.
I’ve a long, handy bedhead shelf.
It’s always untidily in disarray.
However I’m smiling, satisfied within myself.
Last nights scribbles are all on display.
I gather up this multitude of loose words.
Sorting the jumbled mess into phrases.
Snippets of my subconscious memories.
Pieces of forgotten wistful dreams.
Then I begin to decode my productive sight.
And happily I start to rewrite.
About the tea-leaf’s floating on a calm sea.
Forming love letters, from her to me.
Ivor Steven.
Ivor.Plumber/Poet 
A very lovely trip down memory lane….
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Yes, and everyone’s seen my untidy bedroom. Haha, I hid the scruffy old shoes.
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I thought it looked pretty tidy. 🙂
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Very tidy bed..and lotsssss of memories, i bet..
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Perfect place to write, isn’t it? The past and the present and the future all in one cozy spot.
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Thanks Claudia, that’s a beautiful way of putting it.
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*Goosebumps*
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I like the way your notes finally came together in your poem Ivor. I’ve woken in the middle of the night and jotted down ideas, but when re-read in the light of day they’ve made no sense whatsoever!
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Thanks Sue, I’ve been doing notes from my dreams for a long time, haha, doesn’t always work, but I just try to write down the key images from my dream, and I go from there in the morning……
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Oh it’s lovely xx
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Thanks Soiba, I’m very pleased you loved my poem
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Ivor this needs a ‘love’ button. It’s felt like a sleepy child morning tumbling awake and into the morning. But much deeper. But still reminiscent of that feeling.
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I think you’ve just pushed the love button, and I love your cute analogy.
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Aw…. 🙂 Thank you.
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A splendid system. Tidy, too 🙂
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Thought I better come to see you before I get a bad name
Although my name has never traveled with well wishes and grand desires
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Always nice to hear from you
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Very beautiful brilliant poem!
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I’m glad you enjoy this poem, I was in a happy mood when I wrote it.
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So wistful, Ivor. A real lover’s poem. No sense of sadness lingering, just love.
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Written by a real lover of love….
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Well, although, the romance didn’t last, you sure were left with a very cool quilt! Be careful, Ivor, loose words like loose tea can sink your ship in the middle of the sea. 😉
Gorgeous words. I got chills, and they’re multiplying 😀
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Must be a cold cup of tea. Thanks so much for your kind words, sometimes a poem goes well and you have a good feel for your words, and this was one of those !!
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Aaah so lovely! Also love Lily’s cameo! 💖
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So beautiful! Thanks for bringing me here, sweet man. I feel every phrase!
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There’s a story with every cuppa.
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Send me some Tim tams please 😉
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Vegemite sandwiches and Tim-Tams on the way.
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Yumalicious! Taste taunter you 😊
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