Throwback Friday, The Poet’s Grotto

Today’s Throwback poem is a rewrite of an old piece called “Paper Tigers” (Feb 2019)





The Poet’s Grotto


My writer’s studio, is the littered part of my bedroom

A paper tiger’s haven, has become a messy grotto

I am ruefully feeling muddled and befuddled

Pieces of paper and cardboard kites

Scatter the atmosphere like withered autumn leaves

Falling upon my untidy and cluttered archives


Scribbled words are yet to be decoded

Foolscap pages overwritten and eroded

Undefined and unlisted

Out of focus and twisted

Upside down and inside out

Uncategorized and full of self-doubt

My desk’s dreamy picture postcard

Looks like a moonscape’s junkyard


My poetic writing quill has been the mythological ruler

Showing no regard for my bedroom’s demeanour

I am sleeping covered in my hurdy gurdy verses

I cannot penetrate the stack of obscure foreign addresses

It is time to cast out the pretentious cosmic curses

Free myself of all unpublished jabberwocky

And let my imagination create a new poetic hard copy







Ivor Steven (c) October 2023

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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. Haha… I sleep on it, seems betterer in the morning… Oh … I hand wrote a poem at my writing group today … I tried the microphone 🎤 dictation again and it turned out ok … without me having to do much typing … I’ll be posting the piece later, called “Either Way” .. 🌏😊😍🎤📖

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  7. Wonderful description and photos of your special writing place, Ivor. Thank you for sharing it with us. Love the poem! ❤ I have also enjoyed your posts about the cafe where you often eat cake and write, and I know that gentleman, Frankie, loves going with you. 🙂

    In my "den," I write on my laptop sitting on an adjustable bed, drinking tea and viewing the outside world and the birds through several windows. It is my hideaway while Robert is still sleeping undisturbed on the other side of the house.

    This is where I eat my lunch while watching the news, talk with my family members on the phone, and watch TV until midnight with Robert. I don't normally sleep here, but if I can't sleep, I come here, so as not to disturb Robert. I do try to keep ahead of the clutter and dust, but very often fail. 🙂

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    1. Thank you for your insightful comments Cheryl … my single bedroom villa is small but comfy … my bedroom is my computer/studio and library/bookcase… quite compact but my personal microspace is this poets writing haven … and outings to the cafe make for a pleasant and relaxing experience to do my writing ✍️ 😊🌏😍📖

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