Have We Learnt. A Haiku
Are we hand in hand
With hearts joined, ready to start
A new wisdom age
Ivor Steven (c) May 2020
Author: ivor20
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.
Promote Yourself Monday, May 25, 2020
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Love United, Under Distant Skies
Dear readers, over the previous 8 days, I hope you have been enjoying my poems about my wonderful trip to New York, Philadelphia and Bensalem, from a year ago. … Meeting my dear niece Kerri was a dream come, and this is the poem I wrote for her…..
Love United, Under Distant Skies (For Kerri)
Through the mist of my tears
I saw droplets run down her cheeks
Our moist eyes met
And I kissed her on the lips
With love, from my softened soul
I felt the depth of her inner strength
Radiate from within her petite body.
Now, finally we have embraced
And encountered our forever dreams
The bells of respect clearly chimed
Ringing joyful tunes, and our duets were living proof
That our hearts were lovingly entwined
Under alien stars, and united by our distant skies
A forever circle of love. even when I’m sleeping
Ivor Steven (c) May 2019
A Collection, Nearly Time To Go Home
On “Weekly Prompts” their weekend challenge is: Story. Please go and visit their fabulous site by clicking >>HERE…. And below I’m continuing my “Story” about my trip to Philadelphia in May last year, via a collection of my poems and haiku’s …
Wet Flowers of May
Philadelphia rain
Like a rattling freight train
Wet fat drops
That didn’t stop
Watering flowers on mother’s day
Sharing the liquid joy of May
Haiku: Family History
Boxes of photos
Memory lane in my hands
Decades of stories
The Golden Pot
I’ve travelled to the end
Of yesterday’s rainbow
I found the golden pot was full
Full of warm hearts
The pot of hearts was overflowing
With ladles full of kindness
And their kindness was a cascading
River of magical rainbows
Haiku: We Lost The Sea
Bridges of dreams crossed
The ocean and river spanned
Waters of love found
Ivor Steven (c) May 2019
A Tune Of Success
On this weekend, a year ago, I was in the 4th week of my stay with my cousins in Philadelphia…. and I think my body was living on adrenaline……
A Tune Of Success
I’m sleeping in today
As I awake to a rainy Sunday
Cloudy, fat drops of grey
My body needs a rest
As a happy heart, pounds in my chest
Quietly, my soul beats a tune of success
I’m living in a hive of honey and bees
Covered by flowers and hugging trees
Once an injured mystery bird, now set free
Ivor Steven (c) 2019
Kingdom of Flowers
Remembering my wonderful trip to the magnificent “Longwood Gardens”, founded by Pierre S. du Pont, an hour west of Philadelphia, near Kennett Township. A day I shall never forget, especially with my two fabulous cousins Terry and Maureen.
Kingdom of Flowers
I stood in His kingdom today
Of flowers and fragrances
Holding her colourful bouquet
Amazed by His stunning flower-bed
I gazed at heaven’s golden archway
Guarded by rows of leafy hedges
Underneath, lay edges of reds and blues
And soft petals of yellows and purples
I floated, from the ground cover shrubbery
To the canopy’s crested scenery
Where the horizon’s reflection
enchanted my eye
Sprinkling rainbows across His azure sky
Ivor Steven (c) 2019
A Flower-bed Of Dreams
A Flower-bed Of Dreams
The clouds parted, exposing a river bright blue
My hazy visions, suddenly became true
I’m standing in a flower-bed of dreams
I see strawberry fields covered in sun-beams
My veins feel like bubbling mountain streams
The family circle, has my heart bursting at the seams
Ivor Steven (c) April 2019
Promote Yourself Monday, May 18, 2020
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Feel The River Flow
This time last year I was in Philadelphia, visiting my cousins and their families (their children & grand-children), and enjoying the “time of my life”
Feel The River Flow
There’s more to see, and things to do
Steel bridges and worn cobblestones
Wide rivers and heavy highways
Waterfront piers and riverside parks
Ancient history and old monuments
Suburban Philadelphia and New Jersey cross-overs
Faraway cousins and new family’s found
Niece’s, nephews and grandchildren abound
Greeting hugs and welcoming hearts
Blissful times and precious memories
Ivor Steven (c) May 2019
I’m Just A Boy
On Tuesday 12th, it was ‘World Limerick Day’, and to celebrate the day I wrote this Limerick….. I do enjoy writing Limericks, but I don’t usually post them on my site, so while I’m taking a rest from serious writings/poems, I thought I’d present this one today.
I’m Just A Boy
There was a boy from Geelong
Who usually wore shorts and thongs
Winter fell from the hills
His ankles felt the chill
So woolly socks and beanie he did don
Ivor Steven (c) May 2020
