The Magpie’s Letter


“The quiet grace of a magical magpie who knows the season has turned.”




The Magpie’s Letter


Oh, Dear Santa Claus,
I’m wearing my old dancing slippers,
But my weary claws
Are stuck in the bushes.

‘Tis Sunday morning before Christmas,
So, best I release myself
And rejoice in your festive business.
Say hi to all the fairies and elves,
Then pin my flying stockings
Upon Ivor’s empty mantle shelf






Ivor Steven ©  December 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. Thank you for beautiful words about my poems every day my friend … as my dad once said, when I sixty, “if you stick at it my son, one day, you’ll make a good plumber”… so the trick is to just keep plodding away 📘🌏😍🎶💕

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  8. This is so beautiful, and heart-touching, Ivor…photos, words and music! And what a sweet magpie! 🙂
    Birds (and bird watching) bring such joy into my life every day! 🙂
    (((HUGS))) and ❤️💚💛💚❤️ to you, to Frankie, and to all of your family!!! 🙂

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