Edenic Sky

Last night’s concert is still humming through me this morning — a gentle afterglow of voices, strings, and silhouettes that hasn’t quite settled. I’m too tired to write a full review, but the feeling of it all lingers, shaping this small poem the way a single note can colour an entire sky. With Bird on a Wire echoing softly in my thoughts, the night has lifted into something quiet and edenic, finding its way into these lines.


From wings in the sky to voices on stage — the same rhythm of freedom and grace carries through.


Maree and Ivor just before the concert began.




Edenic Sky


I’m on a poetic high,
up here in my symphonic sky —
like a bird on a wire,
above the bustling dragonflies
buzzing around on standby.

Up here in my rhythmic sky,
away from the politician’s tongue ties
and blind glass eyes —
floating inside last month’s mince pie,
still gloating about the blowflies
hovering over Shanghai’s
under-prepared stir fry.

I’m on a poetic high,
up here in my edenic sky.





And so I’ll leave the morning here, with the last notes of the concert still drifting somewhere just out of reach, colouring the sky in their own quiet way. The bird on the wire, the sepia light, and the poem’s small rise all feel like echoes of that lingering music — a reminder that some nights don’t end; they simply soften into the day.




Ivor Steven ©  September 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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  1. Love this, my dear friend! I’ve had a thought for a very long time and I’m just realizing I never shared it with you. When I read poems such as this one, I know, if you had the opportunity to share a table or a stage with the influencers of the “Beat Generation”, your shining star would be burning even brighter than it is right now. Superb writing from your brilliantly creative mind. 🥰📝🌟

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    1. Oh, I don’t usually smile for the camera as I seem to have trouble putting on a false happy face … so to capture such an image means I was indeed truly ecstatic to be there in the presence of my muse’s spiritual reemergence my dear friend 🎶🥰

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