My Valentine’s Days Are Cold

Please Note that the featured image/artwork above was designed by Kerri Costello (my Philadelphia niece) for another poem of mine back in 2018.





My Valentine’s Days Are Cold

Her heart of gold
wilted in the Autumn cold

My heart pumps yesterday’s rust
and bathes in her icicles of dust

My veins are hollow crevasses
inside summer glaciers chasms

Where icebergs groan and memories float
on a distant fjord’s frozen longboat







.


Until Eyes Hear Sound

Lulu Books >>  Until Eyes Hear Sound (lulu.com)




Perceptions:

Amazon >>  Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
Lulu Books >>  Perceptions (lulu.com)





Tullawalla:

Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books



OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com





Ivor Steven (c) February 2025

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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.

30 thoughts on “My Valentine’s Days Are Cold”

    1. Thank you very much for your kind words, Nancy … I was probably a bit harsh on myself, but it’s hard to explain one’s feelings on these sort of days, when everyone else is wishing each other a happy day, while for me there’s only a heart full of memories and a happy Frankie … Oh well, today’s another day, and another challenge for me … as I jump out of my dream boat and head off to the Geelong Creative Market Day and refocus my attitude to selling my poetry books 📚 … I’m taking Frankie with me and he always keeps me entertained and happy … 🐶😍🎶📘📕💙🌏

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  8. A most difficult day for so many people…for varying reasons. 😦
    You’ve expressed your heart, your feelings, and your thoughts so very well, Ivor. Many of us can relate. Thank you.
    Your heart-touching poem hugged-between Kerri’s powerful painting and Mr. Cohen’s touching song brought me to tears.
    Carole is smiling on you to say, “It’s okay”…wanting you to rest in the joyful loving memories. 💜 🙂
    Sending you (((HUGS))) and ❤️, DearFriend!!!

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    1. Thank you very much for your kindness, Carolyn … today is another day and off to the Market we go to turn another page and happily sit beside Frankie and sell some of “our” poetry books … 🐶😍🌏📘📕📃🖋💕

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