An Old Plumber, An Ex-Carer, An Amateur Poet, Words From The Heart
A Mid-morning Affair
Listen while reading: Sigur Rós – Vaka (Untitled 1).
A Mid-morning Affair
Out beyond the doorway Facing the great southern sky I look up sideways to the east And the mid-morning sun Discovers my squinting eyes Then I turn to the west Where the mid-morning moon Shyly locates my awakened stare
Here I stand, fair and square Between the sun’s golden flare And the moon’s untold affair
I wonder about the world’s current despair Or should I declare “Why is the world in such disrepair”
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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I don’t suffer from writers blook, there is always something in my neighborhood to write about, and sometimes my little world is so wondrously amazing, that words flow into my notebook without thinking; and all I have to do is put my thoughts into a verse that readers can understand … (that’s the hard part) … 📘📃💜😍🌏💕
Listening to the music while looking at your photos and reading your poem brought tears to my eyes. So powerful. So moving. So beautiful. (((HUGS))) 💙☀️🌖🩵
A lovely poem, Ivor
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Thank you kindly, Robbie
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What a wonderful phenomenon.
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Yes indeed my friend
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caught in between, look to the light in hope
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Sometimes any ray of light is enough …
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Incredibly wondrous, dear Ivor. Thank you. 😍
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I don’t suffer from writers blook, there is always something in my neighborhood to write about, and sometimes my little world is so wondrously amazing, that words flow into my notebook without thinking; and all I have to do is put my thoughts into a verse that readers can understand … (that’s the hard part) … 📘📃💜😍🌏💕
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Listening to the music while looking at your photos and reading your poem brought tears to my eyes. So powerful. So moving. So beautiful. (((HUGS))) 💙☀️🌖🩵
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Sound thoughts
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Thank you kindly, Derrick
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The light is there; we just to have to look for it. Lovely poem, Ivor. 💖
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Thank you very much for your lovely comments, Eugi 😍🌏📘🌞
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You’re welcome, Ivor. 💖
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