Today’s Fragments

Below; I have formed one poem out of four Haiku that I wrote this morning, and I have many fractured thoughts within my soul today, a decade after Carole’s passing on May 3rd 2012 at 1.15pm …

Today’s Fragments
(A four Haiku poem)



I am who I am
I can’t use another tram 
She’s my hologram

I sit beside her 
Next to yesterday’s campfire 
Candles in the wind 

A red flame flickers 
Under her celestial star 
My eternal light  

On my island home 
Winds blow from across the sea 
Completion awaits 






Ivor Steven (c) May 3rd 2022

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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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  8. Your love for Carole shines through in these, Ivor. 💜 I hope the sweet memories surround you and fill you.
    These “anniversaries” are so difficult. 😦
    The combo of listening to Mr. Cohen sing while reading your precious poems brought my tears flowing.
    (((HUGS))) 💜
    PS…Carole’s smile has brought warm, light, and joy to me today! Thank you for sharing her with us! We are honored! 🙂

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  17. I’m very sorry for your loss, dear Ivor. You remember Carole’s passing on May 3rd 2012 at 1.15pm …
    That same year Peter and I lost our daughter who had been a quadriplegic nearly all her life.
    Here is a photo of her:

    In Memory of Gaby

    Interviews for Oral History


    Some recordings were made about Gaby’s life for Oral History.
    The above link is to a post of mine about these interviews for Oral History. I did some comments to that. In one of my replies I say the following:
    I think loss can be experienced in lots of different ways. We don’t really own anyone. If we are together for part of the way it’s a gift from God. We are given something and we lose something. It’s a never ending circle. We were very near losing Gaby when she was four. That she managed to live for more than fifty years after this crisis is a miracle!. Of course we cared for her all through her life. But the actual physical care for her we did for only six and a half years from when she was ten and a half to when she turned seventeen. The Oral History Interviews did become at times very emotional for me. But then they lasted only for an hour each time and then there was a much needed break! I am o. k.. now.

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    1. Thank you for your sharing your story Uta … I am shedding buckets of tears … oh .. don’t worry, that’s me .. Carole broke my emotion tear ducts years ago …
      “Everlasting Smile”

      My eyes, narrowly cracked.
      My cheeks, slightly etched.
      I rest here, retracing every mile.
      Remembering, your everlasting smile.

      My lips, already dry.
      My tongue, trying to say goodbye.
      I wonder, was it all worthwhile.
      Remembering, your loneliest smile.

      My throat, lumpy and sore.
      My chest, heavy as never before.
      I look back, recalling your life-style.
      Remembering, your younger smile.

      My lungs, empty and tight.
      My legs, weak and light.
      I relive, your personal exile.
      Remembering, your generous smile.

      My head, spinning from fright.
      My heart, deep and out of sight.
      I sleep alone, crying like a child.
      Remembering, your everlasting smile.

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