I dreamt of her serenity
I gently held her frailty
I whispered calmly
words of love and grace
unable to fathom
her living museum
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
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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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I Love the last 2 lines
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Yes,….. Thanks mate.
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takes a strong man to hold something frail and not injure it. this is a very evocative poem Ivor, of times you were strong because you had no other choice but. my sincere admiration for you and all you have been through
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Your lovely words warm my heart, and my/ours special week has been full of fond memories, some happy, some sad, but all of them are good …
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yes Ivor, the tough and sad ones are good too, I like that, we embraced some tough moments but we stronger because of them too. blessings to you dear friend
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Another very tender piece
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Yes, thanks Derrick
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Short, yet sweet
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Sounds like me
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But of course !
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Gorgeous!
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I’m enjoying lots of fond memories during our special week, some happy, some sad, but all of them are good. 😯
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I can not find the words to describe the beauty of this poem, perhaps they do not exist. Your devotion to Carole shines throughout. It brings to mind these words of Aristotle : “Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.” Thank-you!
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Your praise is overwhelming, my tears of “Liquid Joy” flow freely, a sincere thank you ❤️
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Ivor, this felt like your emotions whispered…so tenderly to Carole and we just eavesdropped.
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I am humbled by your poetry. ☺❤
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Oh Walt, I’m humbled that your humbled by my words. 😊
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OML! Took my breath away. Ivor, do you mind if I copy it into my poetry journal?
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That would be lovely Calen, and I’m honoured you like my little poem so much. 😊
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Yes I did! And thank you, Ivor.
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Through the rough and the smooth Ivor there is always that gentle hand.
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We held each other. 😍
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Great verses, Ivor!!! 😁👍✨
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Yes…..I thought you would appreciate this piece Robert…
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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