We’ll miss you,
Mother Earth,
Your splendour
And imposing style.
From forest canopy’s
To the desert Nile.
New creations,
Beauty, gone.
We’ll lose you,
Father Time,
Your rhythm
And stoic guile.
From ancient history,
To the future files.
New millennia,
Awaiting, gone.
Special thanks to, diaryofasoulwriter, inspiring me with her wonderful writings about love and nature, view her poem, ”Unexpected Sight”. Photo, taken at Hollybank Nature Park, Tasmania.
Ivor Steven
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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.
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I can feel the deep roots in these words, Ivor. Such an awesome tree shoot, makes me dizzy looking up.
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I personally liked this poem. In my dreams last night, I was wondering, why is Earth a Mother, and why is Time a Father, and woke up to this twist in my mind, and then I read “Soulwriters” poem again, “Unexpected Sight”, and then these words flowed on to my pad, 5mins, and “It’s Time” was born…….
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Truly inspiration, my friend. Truly and deeply.
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Epic poem! A stunning tribute to both Mother Nature and Father Time.
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Thanks Rose, it was just a little dream, from last night.
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I want dreams like yours! Is that photo yours? Amazing texture on the bark.
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Haha, not all my dreams, ….I took the photo a few years ago while holidaying in Tasmania, truly one nature’s gifts to world.
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A great reminder to not take for granted what we have not had to earn. Thanks for sharing.
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Thankyou Ali, …. Mother told me to do it, as Father nodded approvingly
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Have a beautiful day.
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So much said with beautiful simplicity 🙂 Love it Aussie Uncle Ivor! xx
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Thankyou Dear Kerri, it’s the old KISS method, “keep it simple stupid”
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Wow..stunning photo..and what an epic poem Ivor…
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Thanks mich, Tasmania is an awesome place. You’re another that’s called my poem “Epic”, it’s a humbling complement, Ta
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Earth and Time. Such a classic, simple and beautiful rendition. Takes my breath away.
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Thanks Karen, it was a verse that came to me in my dreams, and I’m so pleased the way the words flowed onto my writing pad.
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A wonderful pairing Ivor !
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Thankyou Colleen, Why is earth called Mother and time called Father ??
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I don’t know. But I like it.
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It’s time for me to express my admiration and appreciation for this post.
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Thankyou Ann, It’s just one of those writings that so easily flowed from my thoughts to the tip of my pen. So pleased with the poem’s concise depth and impact.
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It’s super deep and so amazing! Loved it! 🙂
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Thankyou Amber, I’m glad you’re amazed. I’m so pleased with the way I penned this poem, being concise in depth and impact.
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Tree=riffic! (DD)
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Ta-thanks
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Love the magnificent photo, and the poem is so unique in kind!
Seems poems rooted by dreams (I see that you see,) are those that are very well meant to be…
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Thankyou, I don’t pretend to be a photographer, but I fluked a good one, and the poem ended up being dream, as if meant to be.
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Ivors how are you doing
I hope all is well
What we drinking tonight
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Some Aussie Port, Hanwood, Grand Tawny, nice drop.
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I love poems that come from dreams… we become even more connected to those, don’t we? Beautifully written…
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I thought you’d like it, I’m off to sleep now, 1.30am here, thanks for the chat,
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Ok, sleep well. 🙂
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With trees like that I can see why you love Tasmania! Nice poem, Ivor, and thank you for pointing me to it!
All the best
Penny
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Beautiful write, Ivor!
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Like your photo, it was a lucky photo, I happened to be in the right spot at the time, to capture the right light… I’m glad you liked my poem. It’s a fav of mine. …
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I like the angle of your photo. I see you, too, see the world in an interesting way. Great poem, too.
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We’re the issue of the encounter between Mother Nature and Father Time…. this idea of yours is stirring up a storm of new thoughts…
Thank you for suggesting this post!
🤗
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Haha, I like stirring. .
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I read her poems too, we go way back though intermittently. This is inspired and inspiring. I think a lot about time, now more than ever. And it should be Father time not only does it sounds right, it should be a masculine control over time, measured emotion and reason. Mother Time would be too generous and we would not have enough or too much time. I am rambling! But your poem tells me when we all have to stop and honour that which is beyond our simple comprehension, then only will we truly appreciate its magnificence.
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That’s wonderful that you know diaryofasoulwriter, Hailie, re: Benedicte. She’s being following me from the very begining of my blogging back in July. She even wrote a song using the words of a poem of mine, she’s so very talented.
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she is a very talented and sensitive writer. we shared a lot of special comments on story telling too. I would love to know more about that song. she has some connection with Malaysia too.
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I’ll try and send you the link for the song. 😊
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thank you, i went and listened to it, it was so sweet and catchy!
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It was quite a thrill for me to hear my words in a song, and I’ve had another poem produced as a song, by a friend who’s a singer/songwriter.
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I can’t sing! But magically two out of my 4 kids are very musical. Youngest boy plays in a band here. your poems read like lyrics, they have a certain tempo by themselves so maybe that’s why its easy to put a melody to it.
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Haha, yes I’m totally influenced by singer songwriters, especially Leonard Cohen, A dedicated fan of his for over 50 years. That’s absolutely wonderful your boys are in a band, music is the universal language of the world, and I’m constantly playing my music.
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oh Cohen is an amazing song writer. I am exposed to various genres but I think country music especially Charley Pride and Patsy Cline appeals the most to me. I am a sucker for a tender word. my friends call me a sapiophile. music has always been a part of my life.
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I’ll see if I can find this other song for you, and for some the link doesn’t work.
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Hopefully this link works for you.
https://ivors20.wordpress.com/2017/11/26/an-answer-follows-music-song-recording/
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i manged to just open and listen to it! reminds me of days under the palm trees listening to songs from south pacific, i am an old soul but that’s because i spent too much time with my grandad and father. this is a most beautiful song Ivor, it tells me of someone so full of love he cant keep it in , he has to allow it to overflow to all those around him, and in his sorrow, he comforts others to heal himself, I am a fan and do love Terry’s voice. it’s perfect for me here, with my glass of Australian Hope’s End Shiraz and enjoying this very melancholic tune. thank you for sending it to me and sharing your soothing words.
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Sunday morning here, nearly 9.00am, and I’m now on my computer, and I’ve found Hailie’s song that she wrote. Link below, I hope it opens for you. https://diaryofasoulwriter.wordpress.com/2017/08/28/words/
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i will take a look soonest possible, the sun about to rise, we head to church as a family for our last Sunday in 2017. hope you have had a beautiful morning, i am sure the weather is gorgeous where you are.
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This is good thank you for sharing it with me.
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Thanks, It’s a little fav’ of mine.
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Hi Gina, I had trouble with this wonderful comment that you sent about the song An Answer Follows, it kind of disappeared 😉. But I’ve found it in my Social emails… My friend Terry has a wonderful voice, he had a Number 1 hit here in Australia back in 1972. If you search YouTube, Fielding and Dyer, The Whale, that should get you his song. I’ll send you the link for the poem Follow By Two, and my song is from the second part of the two piece poem. https://wp.me/p6B6QE-rK Just after midnight here, happy new year to you 😆 and may 2018 be kind to you CHEERS Ivor 🌏
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Amazing it is.
It is time we humans need to learn from our mistakes.
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So true, It’s our task as writers to keep up the awareness and spreading the word for peace and harmony with nature.
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Very nice! Let’s just pray we don’t have to get to that point!
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We have to change, before it’s too late, and too unrepairable., … Maybe read my Christmas poem, “Time Travelers”
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It’s a little sad. Everything has an end in this life. Even this beautiful earth.
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It’s sad how we’re mistreating Mother earth, and Father will catch us, if we fix it and change our ways. xx
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I believe so 😁
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Such brevity, such simplicity and such innocence in those words that even the deaf would acknowledge this love for nature brimming in pleading eyes…..
Lovely piece… ❤
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Thank you, I dreamt the words, jotted them down in the middle of the night, and typed the poem in the morning, only took me 10mins, no rewrites, just straight out of my dream. A lot of my poems are written from my dreams.
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Ah sweet Tassie, place of my birth. You honoured my home with both the capture and lovely words Ivor!
Thank you kind sir 💞😊
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Oh, Diana, what part of Tasmania were you born. My dad’s family were 1850’s settlers at Wynyard. 😊
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Ah, the North East. Lovely coast and people up there. I lived close by, Devonport … in my early twenties.
Born in Hobart to truly wonderful 😊European parents.
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So no Tassie jokes hehe!
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Yes the North Coast is fantastic, I loved Stanley 😃. And I’ve fond memories of Devonport. And absolutely adore Hobart
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Thank you for liking my little poem, it’s one of my personal favourites,
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Magnificently expressed Ivor.
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Thank You Helene, it’s a little fav’ of mine.
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Thanks so much for sharing this with the world, Ivor! I love the parental metaphors and the message they send. So powerful! Very well written, my friend. x
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😊 Thanks for reading, and your comments are exactly what I trying to portray in a few poignant words, just the simple truth of it all 🙄
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Oooh, that one is dark and melancholic but we can feel your emotions behind the words! This is good, I’m going to share it with my friends! Thank you!
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Thanks, I love my words being shared around. 😀
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Wow, lovely
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That you Karen.
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Ivor, I love this poem! And I love that you do so many about your wife, Carol. 🙂 Thank you for sharing it with me. I plan to include it in #ForgivingFridays this week, if that’s ok. Blessings to you Ivor, Debbie
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ps – oh I’m sorry I see that you spell your wife’s name, Carole. 🙂
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Yes Debbie, of course that’s ok, and thank you for kind very kinds words
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Thank you ❤️ Debbie, so very kind of you to share my poem on your site.
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Beautiful Ivor! 🙂💕
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It’s one of my fav’s Christine, so much meaning in a few words, what we’re trying to achieve as a poet. Tha k you for taking the time to read my words
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Of course my friend. I love your work 🙂
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I appreciate your support 🤗🤗☺️
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Oh, this is a wonderful poem, Ivor. We need more like this to bring awareness to Mother earth and Father time.
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I wrote it a while ago, but our greedy ways haven’t changed much yet !!….. I always hope
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Me too!
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This poem brought a lump to my throat, Ivor. The words are few, but they speak volumes.
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An older poem of mine Jane, but somehow seems to be poignant now, than when I wrote the words a few years ago …xx
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Yep… all of the warnings are coming true… xx
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Oh l hope not 🌏💙
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