The Orchid’s Story

I’ve been resting at home this week, easing through a spell of stroke fatigue while the rain keeps falling outside. This poem has come together slowly over three days — written in quiet moments when my energy allowed — sparked by the return of my orchids and the memories they carry.


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The Orchid’s Story


It’s been nearly a decade
since your smiling blooms
softly touched my memories.
You were my father’s beloved orchids,
a living keepsake I inherited
when I moved into my Shangri‑La —
he would be so proud to see you now.

While you’ve been quietly hibernating,
my river of life has ebbed and flowed.
beneath familiar bridges
and over jagged ridges

A fascinating tourist trip to China,
but sadly followed by two more strokes.
Phenomenally, I recovered in time
to board the plane to America
for a debut visit to see my Philadelphia cousins.

Luckily, you were still cosily asleep
during the worldwide COVID calamity.
After a couple of chaotic years,
the catastrophic disease dissipated.
However, not to be outgunned,
cataclysmically, wars of the world
repossessed the planet
like a prehistoric curse.

Fortuitously, during the spring of last year
I was able to visit my Canadian cousins
on Vancouver Island and Alberta —
showed me the scenic sights
and treated me like a poetic prince.

And now you stand, clandestine after all this time,
on your piece of pristine and palatial residence
colourfully and nonchalantly smiling at me today,
as if everything were back to normal,



While the rain softly taps at the windows, the orchids silently bloom again — a quiet reminder of resilience, as the flowers tell their story once more.



Ivor Steven ©  October 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.

30 thoughts on “The Orchid’s Story”

  2. Thank you for sharing your dad’s beautiful orchid. It has the determination to keep on growing strong. Just like you, Ivor. I hope you are feeling a little better after your rest, 🤗.

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    1. Thank you very much, and I really enjoyed writing this piece about dad’s special orchids, … I’m resting, and was in bed by 8.30 … I’ll be ok in a couple of days, there’s nothing else for it but rest and more rest , Sue 🥰🤗😴

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  5. Oh! Thank you for sharing your Dad’s gorgeous cheerful orchids! What a precious gift! 🙂
    Oh! He WOULD be so proud…of them and of you!!!!!! 🙂

    Your amazing heart-touching poem brought the tears flowing. So beautiful! The orchids doing their thing and they have been such a big part of your life and life-memories!

    I hope you feel better soon, Ivor! Please keep getting your sleep and rest!
    (((HUGS))) and 🧡🧡🧡 🙂

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    1. Thank you very much for all of your heartwarming words, Carolyn … I’ve just woken up from a solid 12 hours sleep, and the morning sun is shining, I think I’m feeling good enough to go to the Cafe in the afternoon 🥰🌏📘🤗🐶

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