An Old Plumber, An Ex-Carer, An Amateur Poet, Words From The Heart
A Rocketeer’s Poetry Career
A Rocketeer’s Poetry Career
Time is swift, like a deer. Seven and a half decades of cheer- And I am still here To welcome another year.
No longer a brave musketeer, Nor a faithful volunteer, I am near the last frontier Of my uncharted poetry career; And I no longer fear Becoming her celestial rocketeer.
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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Yeah … great finale words, Brian. I’ve made our little conversation into a poem, scheduled for 7.20 pm, if that’s ok with you …
This morning, Brian and I had an interesting conversation related to my poem, “A Rocketeer’s Poetry Career.” You may visit Brian’s fabulous Photographic site by clicking on this link >> https://bushboy.blog/
A New Year’s Day Conversation, with Brian
“There is a time
to put away your sword,
and pick up a pen,
Isn’t there, Ivor?”
“My old quill
is still full of ink, Brian”
“and blood on your sword?”
“There is always blood
After the thud
Of a muddy flood”
Ah, this swords a dud,
So dull, draws no blood
Only, this bloody mud
Ivor.Plumber/Poet 
Happy 2026 🥂
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I feeling like this too Ivor nicely penned 💜💜💜
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Another year gone, another day older, Willow 😊🌏
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We all are 💜
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There’s no slowing down time is there .. just keeps on flying by!
Happy New Year Ivor!!!!
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Happy New Year, Linda 😍🌏🎶
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glad you’re still here to share your cheer!
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I kind of look forward to actually finding out what the future really holds beyond the veil. beautiful verse, Ivor.
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And there’s more in my spam … sorry Violet I haven’t checked my spam over the festive season 😍🌏
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That’s okay, Ivor, I’m just glad you found them 😊
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📖📘🌏💕😍
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Happy New Year my friend!
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Happy New Year, Ivor.
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There is a time to put away your sword and pick up a pen isn’t there Iver.
Happy New Year 🎉
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My old quill is still full of ink, Brian
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and blood on your sword?
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There is always blood
After the thud
Of a muddy flood
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Ah, this swords a dud,
So dull, draws no blood
Only, this bloody mud
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Yeah … great finale words, Brian. I’ve made our little conversation into a poem, scheduled for 7.20 pm, if that’s ok with you …
This morning, Brian and I had an interesting conversation related to my poem, “A Rocketeer’s Poetry Career.” You may visit Brian’s fabulous Photographic site by clicking on this link >> https://bushboy.blog/
A New Year’s Day Conversation, with Brian
“There is a time
to put away your sword,
and pick up a pen,
Isn’t there, Ivor?”
“My old quill
is still full of ink, Brian”
“and blood on your sword?”
“There is always blood
After the thud
Of a muddy flood”
Ah, this swords a dud,
So dull, draws no blood
Only, this bloody mud
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Fabulous Ivor. Well done 👍🏼😀
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I share your thoughts and feelings, dear Ivor. Happy New Year, my friend 🥰
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This aging thing is not getting any easier my friend 💕🌏
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It’s not for sissies, that’s for sure! ❤️
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Oh well, Frankie is catching up to me … he’ll be 10(70 in doggie years) in July and I’ll be 75 😍🐶
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I’ll be 75 in February; when is your birthday? 🥰🎂🥳
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In July … me and Frankie are twins 😊🐶
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Haha! Two old dogs! 🙂🐶
Thanks for the music, my friend. 🥰🎶
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Lisa O’Neill again, my listening choice at the moment 🎶💚
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In July … me and Frankie are twins 😊🐶
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Your poem is so relatable. We understand. ❤️
Happy New Year to you and Frankie! 🥳
In 2026 we will continue to take one day at a time…with smiles and courage and laughter…so grateful for each new day! 🙂 (((HUGS))) ❤️❤️❤️
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Yes, every new day is a bonus and a blessing … and I just keep plodding along and Frankie faithfully follows me 🐶😍💕🎶🌏😎(((HUGS)))
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Take care dear friend.
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I keep myself busy, so I’m looking forward to every next day, Sadje
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The best way to live Ivor
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A fine reflection
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Thank you very much, Derrick
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Your words are very relatable, Ivor. 💖 Happy New Year to you and Frankie! 🥳💕
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Thank you so much for your lovely comments throughout the year, Eugi 🐶😍🌏💕
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It’s my pleasure, dear Ivor! 🥰
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beautiful words and imagery Ivor! 💖💖
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Thank you very much for your lovely words, Carol 😍📖🌏💕
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Great poem. I also write poetry.
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Thank you Kindly … 📃🌏
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