An Old Plumber, An Ex-Carer, An Amateur Poet, Words From The Heart
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.
Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Colour Challenge is: Orange – you may visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here. Orange is the colour of energy and happiness, and I dream of solving the world’s problems by wrapping the “Earth In Rainbows”
Today’s Throwback poem was written before I started my website, and is from June 2012, not long after Carole had passed (12 years ago today). For unexplainable reasons, the nostalgic piece has not found its way into any of my “3 books”. Maybe this unheralded poem will catalyze me to begin a 4th book!
Where’s That Dream
I have seen the universe through to the stars beyond There is a deep darkness, she is gone, she is gone I saw her smile crack from the pain There was a sorrow, she caught it tomorrow
I have seen the moon through the burning sun Where is that planet she is walking on? I saw her eyes crying tears of sand Where is that beach she is lying on?
I have seen the ocean through the broken coral Where is that ship, she is sailing on? I saw her body serene and frail Where are the ashes she is covered in?
I have seen the earth open, swallowing the multitude whole Where is that chasm she is falling through? I saw her gentle soul disappear out of sight Where is that secret haven she is flying to?
I have seen the land go through violent storms Where are the winds of time she is spread upon? I saw her heart, her love, for all of you and me Where is that dream, she has left us to find?
Over at Weekly Prompts, the Wednesday Challenge is: Regret … please go over and check out their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here. and I never have any “Regrets” about walking in the rain when I am “Chasing Rainbows”
Hello dear readers and followers, I am again writing for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Thirsting for Freedom”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … To Read my poem, please click on the link below to visit the article, at Coffee House Writers Magazine. >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/thirsting-for-freedom/
This is a poem from way before I started blogging in 2017, and I originally had it in a booklet of poems, called ‘Before, After, Now’ from 2010. So I thought I would repost the poem for the Weekly Prompts, Weekend Challenge, which is: One Day … please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here
One Day(Revised)
I am not asking you to dust my story’s book cover
Nor am I expecting you to be like our kind mother
You know in your heart there are no others
I’m alone during my nights, under cold covers
All I want from you is to look for no other
All I need from you is to love me like a sister and brother
She’s fading away, not complaining, and no bother
Her dying life has given me no time to hover
One day not so far away, her eyes beneath the clover
She’ll rest peacefully, and I’ll be crying over and over
All I want from you is to hold me while I recover
All I need from you is to love me like a sister and brother
I am thrilled to announce my nomination for Spillwords Author of the Month! This is an immense honour, and I am truly humbled, both by the support I have received from the Spillwords Editorial Team over the years, and of course from everyone who reads and shows appreciation for my words.
All of the writers nominated are hugely talented, and I offer my congratulations to every one of them on their nominations!