Tea Leaf’s

It’s early morn, on this lazy Saturday.

And I’m going to enjoy a relaxing day.

But first, I must make my bed.

“Yes, just like Mum said”

Oh, I gratefully do remember.

As I straighten the colourful quilt cover.

That gift from my previous lover.

And I like to fluff-up my pillows.

Ready for tonight’s wondrous dreams.

Revisiting plenty of stupid cupid’s arrows.


I’ve a long, handy bedhead shelf.

It’s always untidily in disarray.

However I’m smiling, satisfied within myself.

Last nights scribbles are all on display.

I gather up this multitude of loose words.

Sorting the jumbled mess into phrases.

Snippets of my subconscious memories.

Pieces of forgotten wistful dreams.

Then I begin to decode my productive sight.

And happily I start to rewrite.

About the tea-leaf’s floating on a calm sea.

Forming love letters, from her to me.


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.

29 thoughts on “Tea Leaf’s”

  1. I like the way your notes finally came together in your poem Ivor. I’ve woken in the middle of the night and jotted down ideas, but when re-read in the light of day they’ve made no sense whatsoever!


    1. Thanks Sue, I’ve been doing notes from my dreams for a long time, haha, doesn’t always work, but I just try to write down the key images from my dream, and I go from there in the morning……

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  2. Well, although, the romance didn’t last, you sure were left with a very cool quilt! Be careful, Ivor, loose words like loose tea can sink your ship in the middle of the sea. πŸ˜‰

    Gorgeous words. I got chills, and they’re multiplying πŸ˜€

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