Odd Extremes

Beneath this softened hilltop haze, the sun’s stolen streams slip through the sky’s seams — a quiet prelude to Odd Extremes.





Odd Extremes


I see evening sunbeams
stealing through the sky’s seams —
I wonder what it means.

Are they the streams
of forgotten cosmic dreams
breaking free
from the atmosphere’s
holy levees?

Or, are they the cloud’s reams
of unpublished themes
about nature’s unforeseen extremes?

Here on my hilltop’s mezzanine,
pondering the world’s self-esteem,
I wonder if we live between
the surreal supreme
and the planet’s last scheme.




And as these stolen sun‑streams slip through the sky’s seams, this song rises like the world remembering its own extremes.

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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.

18 thoughts on “Odd Extremes”

  7. Important wonderings in this wandering life. 🙂
    Your nature poems often brilliantly have two or more important meanings. 🙂
    Trio of photos, poem and music add joy to my day.
    (((HUGS))) for Sir Frankie and for you!!! ❤️❤️❤️

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  8. Ivor, your metaphorical use of nature is so deliberate here. Sunbeams become a language, clouds have unpublished thoughts, the world has schemes. You’re asking what nature’s trying to tell us about extremes and the answer feels like it matters.

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