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.

Tell Humpty Dumpty

I’m feelin’ groovy

Rockin’

Without reeling

Like a soft shoe shuffle

Floating on air

Without a stumble

No crumbling or tumbling

Tell Humpty Dumpty

To hold the horses

And the walking soldiers

I’ve found my extra pieces

On the other side of the fence

I’ve fallen on my feet

Like a cat with nine lives

Lucky as a four leaf clover

Like a minstrel boy and his violin lover

I Am Waiting To See

I cry at what I cannot see

But don’t worry too much

That’s just me

I am soft of heart

I am tender of soul

I smile while I cry

The world’s reflection, crying within me

That’s just me, asking why

There’s the earth beneath my feet

There’s the sky above my eyes

Eyes that see rain fall on the trees

Creating life, like my backyard bees

Feet that feel, sand between my toes

Travelling to where my life must go

Rocking Shoes

I’m not using grand-dad’s rocking chair yet

I’ve a pair of rocking shoes instead

Walk the streets of New York in soft treads

No matter, I’ll always have this pain in my head

As long as I don’t fall in the gutter

And left there, to crawl and stutter

I’ve sites to view through my shutter

Cafe’s to visit, eating cakes, jam and butter

I’ll click my new shoe’s heels

Stroll around, play beside the local seals

Go to Central Park, soar with the eagles

And savour the famous restaurant meals

Shelter

Haiku:

Shelter

Shady under me

I’m a hospital Pine tree

A bench seat for three

Heavy And Hollow, The Whitehouse Door

I’m too tired to continue

Carrying this Olympus torch

The flame is not staying alight

Under my sheltering porch

All I want to do

Is watch the birds

And selfishly forget

The hungry and dying herds

My bell has become too hollow

To ring against the war

Too heavy to lift

High above the floor

Too wide to pass

Through the Whitehouse door

Too noisy to tell

Humanity the real score

Soon we’ll all board the Ark

Row away from our shores

Fly our rescue flag aft

Explore the sky with Thor

Listen to the heavens

Hear the peace-bells last encore

Proudly ring the bells that still can ring

Chiming so loud, no-one can ignore

A Crescendo For Peace

Sounds of music, ring in my mind

Our hearts beat, to a slow drum

My soul hears the rhythm of life

I see angels playing a harp’s serenade

In harmony with the royal string quartet

Grand orchestra’s loudly join in

And choirs of the world are singing our song

Together, chiming the peace-bells of our time

Creating a crescendo of music, ringing in my mind

Coastal

A Haiku

Coastal

A strong coastal wind

Blowing sand across bare dunes

Vegetation gone

I’m A Dreamer

Laying here on a hospital bed, life’s not quite right

Today’s window, isn’t in sight

The sun did rise, the day’s alight

Answering the sky, I’m a dreamer of the night

Morning thoughts of the day ahead, within this quiet

I could be in the park, flying my orange kite

Under a cool verandah, riding my silver bike

On the surf beach, cleansing myself of this blight

Soaking in seawater, sunbathing my body beyond white

Reality strikes, I’m here waiting for the next test’s bite

Time And The Sea

There’s wasted time, hours and days gone

My time, between one procedure and the next

Time to explore this healing castle

Time to chat, to eager listener’s

Time to write, about realities and dreams

Time to observe the people’s living within

Time to think about my world’s problems

Time to visualise pictures of tomorrow

I’m not a patient in his bed

I’m free standing and waiting instead

I’m a walking and talking local poet

I’m not allowed to vacate the site

They want me near, to study my plight

They want me here, to secure my bed

They need me near, to look into my mind

They need me here, so I’m easy to find

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Mid-Evening

Now I have come home

After a journey on the deep seas.

The wave was so high,

The saltiness ate everything up.

I drowned in a black hole,

I pulled at the hand of death.

So high, it was so high,

And the moon lighted a path, yes the moon high in the sky,

And the moon lighted a path, yes the moon lighted a path.

So high, so high, wave of the sins, wave of the sins.

Odds And Ends, Christmas Cake Crumbs Everywhere

I hear whispers from afar

Echoing via the great southern star

I have my inner qualms

Amongst today’s tall palms

Do they know how the wind blows

How do they stop the spots that flow

Slow and fast

I’m living my fate

My time will have to wait

Best I not be late

I do have a willing heart

Following the light

The soul knows it’s right

We don’t have to fly too high

Before we’re soaring into the sky

I’ve got my Christmas cake

Sister’s special bake

Crumbs are everywhere

From here to Philadelphia

The Curse. Lyrics.

Agnes Obel

And the people went into their hide, they oh
From the start they didn’t know exactly why, why
Winter came and made it so all look alike, look alike
Underneath the grass would grow, aiming at the sky

It was swift, it was just, another wave of a miracle
But no one, nothing at all would go for the kill
If they called on every soul in the land, on the moon
Only then would they know a blessing in disguise

The curse ruled from the underground down by the shore
And their hope grew with a hunger to live unlike before
The curse ruled from the underground down by the shore
And their hope grew with a hunger to live unlike before

Tell me now of the very souls that look alike, look alike
Do you know the stranglehold covering their eyes?
If I call on every soul in the land, on the moon
Tell me if I’ll ever know a blessing in disguise

The curse ruled from the underground down by the shore
And their hope grew with a hunger to live unlike before
And the curse ruled from the underground down by the shore
And their hope grew with a hunger to live unlike before