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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A moving poem Ivor.
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Thank you Sadje 😄🌏 and I should move back to sleep 😴
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Good! 👍
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Beautiful!
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Thank you Ingrid.. 😄😊
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Awww
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My Easter confession. 😄🌏
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Beautiful, Ivor. Very sweet, and your are entitled to savor memories sometimes. ❤ Enjoy your week!
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Thank you Cheryl , a poem constructed without any pronouns 😄😊🌏
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This is so beautiful!!
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Thanks Pragalbha… I wrote the piece without using pronouns … I think it still flowed ok.. 😀🌏
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I was thrilled to know that and loved reading it again :))
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I’m still learning different ways of expression..
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So amazing :))
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There is no “I” in pronoun,
nor in your poignant poem
(except for the title 😎), Ivor.
I must confess, it hit a rich
vein of pass over tenderness.
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The pronoun omission
was a deliberate vision
“I” was feeling distressed
about the hole in “my” chest
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May your chest be blessed
with a warm woollen vest
Just don’t take the “L”
out of a Public Holiday, or
I will feel a bit undressed.
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Haha .. I’ll be diligent
And remain a gent
Winter is next
Thanks for the vest
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This is nice Ivor. It’s been a while, how are you?
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I’m ok, but tired .. it was a hectic time promoting my book ready for the book launch last week 😄🌏
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So gently poignant
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Thank you Derrick
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Such a poignant and powerful poem…both at the same time. It evokes emotions for sure.
And a perfect trio with the photo and song.
(((HUGS))) 🙂
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Yes Carolyn. .. I was trying to tie the importance of Easter in with my personal reflections. .. I am not sure I achieved a clear result 😄🌏😎🤔
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Ivor, I felt like while I read this, I was watching you in your home, thinking of Carole, smiling and reflective, and lost in it all.
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Thanks Colleen .. and yes there were layers of thoughts .. as I reflected on Easter and Carole… 😀🌏
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A beautiful and heartfelt poem, Ivor!🌹
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Thank you Eugenia. My Easter tribute for Him and for her 💕
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My pleasure, Ivor!
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🙌🙌🙌
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Loved it! 🙂
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Thank you Sue 💕😄🌏
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Amazing as ususal….
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Thanks Claudia.. 🌏💙
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