An Old Plumber, An Ex-Carer, An Amateur Poet, Words From The Heart
The World’s Dulcified Sty
A whisper from the deep past — where the earth was whole and the old rhythms still held sway. The music stirs that memory, and the images catch its fading light.
The World’s Dulcified Sty
The twilight sun doesn’t die; it just goes down to hide for a bit of shut-eye and a quiet cry —
about the Earth being classified by those who turn a blind eye to the world’s dulcified sty, that continues to be cannibalised by the corporate blowfly’s mercenary money supply.
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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So very powerful, Ivor, and so timely. We can all relate to the thoughts and emotions expressed in your poem.
‘Tis sad that the Earth (and Nature) cares more about, and for, us than humans care about the Earth…and more than some humans care about humanity. 😦
The golds and yellows in Nature bring me such joy and hope! 🙂 Love the layers of sky colors in your brilliant photos! 🙂
(((HUGS))) 💛🧡❤️ 🙂
Yes, my sunset photos always grab the deep parts of my imagination, Carolyn … Oh, I’ve written so many poems lately and I’ve big bundle in my drafts folder … this one I originally wrote back in ‘May’ … 📃🥰💛🌞🌖🐶
Ivor.Plumber/Poet 
Excellent poem. Lovely photos.
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Thank you so much 📖🥰🌏
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And to this, we give a collective sigh –
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Powerful one, my dear friend! 🥰
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Winter has me searching the answers my friend, but beyond the reality of sunset my quest is like trying find the holy grail 🥰📘🌏🎶
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May the force be with you, my friend! 🥰
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Hopefully the faithful force of spring will save me … 🥰
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So well written Ivor.
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So very powerful, Ivor, and so timely. We can all relate to the thoughts and emotions expressed in your poem.
‘Tis sad that the Earth (and Nature) cares more about, and for, us than humans care about the Earth…and more than some humans care about humanity. 😦
The golds and yellows in Nature bring me such joy and hope! 🙂 Love the layers of sky colors in your brilliant photos! 🙂
(((HUGS))) 💛🧡❤️ 🙂
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Yes, my sunset photos always grab the deep parts of my imagination, Carolyn … Oh, I’ve written so many poems lately and I’ve big bundle in my drafts folder … this one I originally wrote back in ‘May’ … 📃🥰💛🌞🌖🐶
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no matter how messed up the world gets, or how hard our lives, we can always count on a brand new day that comes…
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Gorgeous sunsets, Ivor. The sun setting always brings such peace, and sunrises always bring such joy!🌅🌻💛
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Thank you so much for your wonderful words, Eugi 🌞💛🌏📖🥰
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You’re welcome, Ivor. 🫠❤️🌏
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