An Old Plumber, An Ex-Carer, An Amateur Poet, Words From The Heart
At the End of Day (a Haiku)
While the storm moves on, the sky remembers only light. Beneath a rain-washed evening sky, golden sunlight broke through the clouds and illuminated the horizon. Nature seemed content to begin again.
At the End of Day (a Haiku)
Following the rain Nature is smiling again She feels not our pain
The rainstorm moved on, the sky remembered only light, and this song seemed a fitting companion to the evening.
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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beautiful haiku Ivor 💜💜 I loved the ending!
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Gorgeous photos, my dear friend. Thanks for sharing these pix and your beautiful haiku. 🥰🌅
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