A Spacey Eighty, Ten Years On

A big thank you to Beth for inspiring my self indulgent poem here, from her thought provoking article >> https://ididnthavemyglasseson.com/2020/12/14/can-you-write/


A Spacey Eighty, Ten Years On

the quill is shaky 

ink’s leaky and streaky 

my dry skin is itchy 

and old bones are achy 

I am a flower child of the sixties

and after a crunchy brekkie 

followed by a coffee and cakey 

despite a shady plaguy

maybe I will ably write daily 

when I’m a spacey eighty 


https://youtu.be/fHZ0cqAODeg




Ivor Steven (c) December 2020

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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.

55 thoughts on “A Spacey Eighty, Ten Years On”

    1. Thank you Carolyn… and I be tired today… the old retired plumber, worked the last 2 days…. the old bones are aching… . Oh did the music/video work for you… nobody has commented…. it’s a very moving piece…((hugs))

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  12. Such a fun, silly, and serious poem. Write to your heart’s content, Ivor, that’s what I say. 😃 I hope to live and continue writing poetry by that point as well.

    Beautifully written. I hope all is well. 💕

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