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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26 thoughts on “Bees, Birds, Beetles, and Butterflies”
Beautiful photos! Bold, brilliant (and truth-filled) tribute poem! Beautiful song!
Those little ones as so benevolent and so important to the world! 🙂 Thank you for honoring them today! 🙂 (((HUGS))) ❤️🐞🐝🪲🕊️🦋❤️
Ivor, what strikes me most about this poem is how each creature carries its own distinct relationship with time, the bee working purposefully toward tomorrow, the bird watchful of it, the beetle still searching for it, and then that heartbreaking turn with the butterfly, who knows tomorrow’s sun simply isn’t for them. That progression from hopeful to elegiac in just four short stanzas is quietly devastating, especially paired with your own photos rather than borrowed images. It’s such a tender reminder that “tomorrow” isn’t a guarantee for any of us, however busy we are pollinating our own flowers today.
Thank you for your wonderfully accurate assessment of what I was trying to achieve through the four short stanzas … my photos seemed be saying something to me … at first, I didn’t see it, but then I placed ‘Butterfly’ as a finale stanza, and the other little critters stanzas soon found their pecking order, Khadija
Lovely poem and wonderful pictures, Ivor. 👍☺️
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Thank you very much, Aptivi 🥰🌏💙📘
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You’re most welcome, Ivor 🥰💙
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Just buggy for this delightful poem, my dear friend! 🥰🐝🌸🐦⬛☀️🪲🦋😍
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Yes, my lovely photos of the small creatures deserved a lovely poem my friend 🌏💛📘📖💙
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They did indeed!
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Nicely done Ivor
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Thank you kindly, Sadje
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Most welcome
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i liked it 🙂
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Thank you so much, Art
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Beautiful photos! Bold, brilliant (and truth-filled) tribute poem! Beautiful song!
Those little ones as so benevolent and so important to the world! 🙂 Thank you for honoring them today! 🙂 (((HUGS))) ❤️🐞🐝🪲🕊️🦋❤️
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Why every moment should be live to the fullest. Great post Ivor
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A perfect response to my little poem, Beth
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Captured and written so well and so accurately, Ivor. xx
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Oh, dear Cindy, thank you for lovely words … 📃🌏🥰
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It’s my pleasure, Ivor!!! xx
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A very interesting set of perspectives, Ivor.
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Thank you kindly, and my four different nature photos inspired the four interesting scenarios, Dwight
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It works very well!
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This is beautiful!
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Thank you so much for reading my words, Ray’ Elaine
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Very nicely done, Ivor
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Thank you so much, Derrick
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Ivor, what strikes me most about this poem is how each creature carries its own distinct relationship with time, the bee working purposefully toward tomorrow, the bird watchful of it, the beetle still searching for it, and then that heartbreaking turn with the butterfly, who knows tomorrow’s sun simply isn’t for them. That progression from hopeful to elegiac in just four short stanzas is quietly devastating, especially paired with your own photos rather than borrowed images. It’s such a tender reminder that “tomorrow” isn’t a guarantee for any of us, however busy we are pollinating our own flowers today.
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Thank you for your wonderfully accurate assessment of what I was trying to achieve through the four short stanzas … my photos seemed be saying something to me … at first, I didn’t see it, but then I placed ‘Butterfly’ as a finale stanza, and the other little critters stanzas soon found their pecking order, Khadija
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