A Darwin Orange Sunset





A Darwin Orange Sunset



Twilight’s
Burly orange sky
Bedazzled my eyes
When
The hessian horizon
And the sun’s waxing resin
Flung
Streams of yellow beams
Across the paddock’s
Furrowed seams

Golden ponds
Flooded
Over the meadow
But did not drown
The field’s residing
Scarecrow

The arbitrary warrior
Accepted the world’s
Rotary mirror
And innately smiles
About being a human’s
Privileged curator






Ivor Steven (c) June 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.

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    1. The term, ‘Darwin orange’ was used by one of my fellow Dome poets last meeting, and our ‘Dome’ poetry assignment for today is use a line by a fellow poets poem from our last meeting … my use of the ‘Scarecrow’ is influenced by ‘Robert Okaji’s’ Chapbook about scarecrows, so for me the verse has been a very enjoyable piece to create, Nancy 📖😍🤗🌏

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      2. Thank you so much for your very thoughtful and generous words, Nancy … I’m just back from the ‘Dome’ poetry meeting and my poem got a fantastic review and they said I should submit it somewhere 📖😍🌏

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