Dizzy Heights

A lone bird lifts through the rain‑softened morning, above the crowd as they gather beneath a brooding Easter sky.





Dizzy Heights

Below the drizzly clouds,
the bamboozled
and grizzly crowd
gather together
beneath a holy shroud.
where silent voices
unitedly become loud.

Beyond the occasion
of being allowed —
will the songs still sound
strong and proud.






Ivor Steven ©  April 2026

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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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