Reclassified



Build me up, knock me down

The grass is green, my paddock is brown

And I watch my dream’s intrepid journey

Turn into a vagabond without an attorney


My book of magical words is mortified

Locked away, untried and unidentified

Now a piece of petrified wood on the mountainside

Is there a release button for the certified


I shall escape to the chromatic lakeside

And reclassify my reflection as unqualified





Ivor Steven (c) April 2021

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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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    1. I’m pleased the Kindle book looks so good 😊
      I just have to stay patient,
      β€œThe future is no more uncertain than the present” .. Walt Whitman πŸ˜„πŸŒ

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      1. It really does 🀩 and it’s more eco friendly 🌎 ❀️ but I can understand why you would want a physical copy, and I do too, when it is ready 😊

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    1. I’m still patient Carolyn .. and these words encourage me .. .
      β€œWe don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. So medicine, law, business, engineering… these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love… these are what we stay alive for.” … Walt Whitman .. πŸ˜€πŸ˜πŸŒ

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      1. I’m proud of you being patient! Patience ’tis better than impatience. πŸ˜‰
        EXCELLENT quote to hang on to!
        Thank you, Mr. W. Whitman! I shall add this quote to my Quote Collection so I can read it again and again.
        YES, WHAT we stay alive for is THE bestest! πŸ™‚

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      2. Yeah … and I ended up buying Walt Whitman’s ‘Leaves of Grass’ .. I have so much to absorb and learn…
        β€œI like the scientific spiritβ€”the holding off, the being sure but not too sure, the willingness to surrender ideas when the evidence is against them: this is ultimately fineβ€”it always keeps the way beyond openβ€”always gives life, thought, affection, the whole man, a chance to try over again after a mistakeβ€”after a wrong guess.” .. Walt Whitman .. πŸŒπŸ˜€πŸ˜Ž

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  1. I absolutely love this Ivor!
    there is only one correction, that I would suggest and that is that you should consider: classifying your reflection as MOST QUALIFIED”
    I love reading your poetry, I escape into another world, where I can almost see your words, in my sights.
    Btw, knowing that you like Walt Whitman, have you ever read the book “The Wander Society” ~ by Keri Smith. Membership of this book elects you to join a secret underground movement. She bases her ideas on the work of Walt Whitman. I think you and your grandchildren would love it.

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    1. Thank you for the thoughtful introduction to Keri Smith’s book, I shall google her straight away … .and I appreciate your very kind words about my poems…. I have an interesting one ready to post for tomorrow …

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    1. Thank You Mich .. I love your encouragement…
      my poem is about me letting a bit of steam out, and smiling at myself in the process… my book will be here on “A Sunday Not Too Far Away” … the title of my next poem πŸ˜€πŸ˜Ž

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      1. Haha just changed it to “A Sunday Too Far Away” .. I left out the ‘not’ … here’s a sneaky preview for you.. 😎

        “A Sunday Too Far Away”

        I’m a day away from yesterday
        And a day away from tomorrow
        I need to borrow another day

        Time is running away
        Time is bursting at the seams
        Time is melting into moonbeams

        The hour is now
        The hour is how
        Between here and then
        Beyond why and when

        Where is the power in my pen?
        Show me the tower of zen

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