“Where Have All The Good Times Gone”

A few days ago I had started writing a poem about Penny Farthing Bicycles, prompted by an article in the Geelong Advertiser newspaper, the arrival in Geelong of eight members of the Melbourne Bicycle Club in March 1880, as per featured picture above, courtesy of the Geelong Heritage Centre Collection. Then I was chatting with my friend Jane of Janebasilblog, she had just sent me the song and lyrics of the Mary Hopkin hit, “Those Were The Days”, from 1968, and I mentioned The Kinks were one of my fav’s from that era, and of course their song “Lola”. After our chat, I starting thinking [which is dangerous for me] about writing a crazy, combined, mixed up poem… The piece below is the result of those thoughts, and to my older readers, you’ll notice all the phrases written in Italic, are song titles taken from The Kinks album “The Kinks Collection”. So apologies to Ray Davies for using his song titles in such a manner. And thankyou to Jane for providing me with the inspiration to actually write these jumbled up words.

“Where Have All The Good Times Gone”


I remember the olden times

Of pennies and farthings

Pounds and pence

When money made no sense

Mary Hopkins sang

“Those Were The Days”

And the Kinks song “Lola”

Was the best number one ever

Many a lazy Sunny Afternoon

Spent down near Waterloo Sunset

Where we would all dance

All Of The Day And All Of The Night

My Friends would all dress-up

Like Dedicated Followers Of Fashion

Unlike that lonely Plastic Man

Who faked the Death Of A Clown

Way back then, You Really Got Me

You fired me up, here in Victoria

Thousands of Days forgotten in the burn-out

Charred in a cloud of Big Black Smoke

But now, I’m Tired Of Waiting For You

Wondering, Where Have All The Good Times Gone

Ivor Steven

29th November 2017.  4.00pm

The Words I’ve Said To, You, You & You..

A week ago, I was reading through a few comments that I had said on my blog site, about my poems, and in reply to my readers. Then I thought of this crazy idea, to go through all of my comments on all of my posts, now going back six months, and wow, I do like to chat, I found out, yep, literally “thousands” of comments. Unbelievably I decided to sift through all those silly words, and present a bunch of them in this article…….   some Ivor Quotes, some humourous lines, and of course some of Ivor’s words from the heart……

The Start.

* “Yes, Carole was truly amazing, and totally my inspiration in everything I aspire to be and wish to achieve”

* “Just like nature itself, true love must survive the elements also”

* “Inspired by a concreter not showing up today”

* “Wow, there’s a world tissue shortage, this could be serious”

* “Between life and love, there seems no time to dwell”

* “Haha, I’ll bring my sleeping bag”

* “But I suppose that’s what nuclear war is, one big mass of human Stupidity”

* “I’m not really into awards, I find them personally daunting”

* “Amazing what an angry pen can write” and “The Adrenaline took over my pen”

* “Ha, the things that I say with a few beers in me !!”

* “I think sharing, is like caring for yourself”

* “Life wrenches at your heartstrings, continuously”

* “I know, I listen to all those poet/singer/songwriters while I’m writing, their influence is undeniable, and I’m happy with that…”

* “I haven’t got your sort of handbag”

* “I’m not that lovely, if I’m killing off one of the tattooed blondes”

* “Not sure how poetic I am, but I do know that my soul dwells in an ocean filled by my tears”

* “My frozen nuts are still thawing out, I suppose they’ll be ok, I’ve never frozen my nuts before”

* “Love is like a big creamy sponge cake, beautiful at the start, but if you eat too much, makes you sick inside….. hehe, I loved my mum’s sponge cakes”

* “Writing is wonderful medicine for my heart, and my words expose my soul”

* “Haha, for a little bloke, I’m not sure how I get so deep”

* “It wasn’t my fault, you readers made me do it. I was going to stop at my 50 word poem for SMM, but no, all the softies wanted My Dragon to live, so I had to revive him, and then some of my fervent readers wanted more !! Me being a nice guy had to oblige, hehe”

* “The answers are still “Blowin In The Wind” and that’s 50 years ago now ??”

* “It was a little poem for a little dog, but they give us huge unconditional love in return”

* “Us humans can be quite emotional critters”

* “Ivor, are you some sort of sadist, throwing all these melancholy words at your dear readers”

* “It’s supposed to make you cry, I cried my eyes out while I was writing it…..”

* “Like throw away words written on a boomerang”

* “Can I be at the back, of the front-line”

* “I do write unabridged from the heart”

* “I don’t try to do the unexpected, I’m not sure, it just happens that way ….”

* “I love waterfalls and I was sitting there in dream-time thinking of her …….”

* “Like the calm seas, may the cool waters caress your soul”

* “I hope your heart is bathing itself in the soothing oils of your glorious soul”

* “Well I suppose it was, and I suppose it will be”

* “I’ve never drowned myself yet, but I think falling in love is the closest analogy I’m able to imagine”

* “I like that, Sir Ivor, Lord Of Word Wizardry, thanks Walt”

* “Remedy,, my mum said, add more salt, … my dad said, add more water. Either way, every comment you make, is an answer”

“Double Humbug”

* “I’ll drink to that”


Ivor Steven..



An Answer Follows, Music/Song Recording

I’ve posted this song before, but my dear friend Terry Fielding, has kindly re-recorded the song to my words of my poem “An Answer Follows”, and the production is a far better quality version. Thanks again to Terry for his wonderful tune.


Hopefully, when you open the link, you can click on download in top right of your screen and proceed from there. If you have Google Drive, and an audio music app. everything should work ??


Ivor Steven


Sometimes in life

Just when it’s right

There’s that moment

And tonight’s that moment

Sometimes we’re lucky

Against all the odds

There’s that fortunate time

And I’m feeling blessed

I’m so comfortable

And I’m gratefully satisfied

Writing these words on todays Newspaper

Reading tomorrows weather report

Peace is finally here

Here right beside of me

Under my verandah roof

Cool and relaxed

Loving the luxury of home

That’s all before me now.

Displaying the fruits of my life.

The picture below is of the scribblings on the newspaper I was using as a pad, trying to write this poem. I was just home from the pub, enjoying my music, and sipping on a glass of port, and somehow managed to read  these words and type them up !!


Ivor Steven.

Tullawalla, Poems By Ivor Steven


I’ve finished self printing quite few copies of Tullawalla, a Booklet/Leaflet of my latest poems. I actually make them up off my own computer, for our local MS Charity Shop, and they sell my Poems over the counter, with all proceeds going to the Geelong MS Shop. And along with myself selling/pushing copies to my family and friends, we’re hoping to raise as much as we did last time, a few years ago….. Haha, probably a booklet as part of my Clients accounts over the next few months as well !!, and yes, I am that cheeky.


Ivor Steven.

Like No Other

I wanted so much to talk to her last night

To softly touch her under the moonlight.

I needed so much to hear her voice of old

To miraculously resonate from the cold.


I wanted so much to actually love her and to hold

To be with her, so daring and bold.

I needed so much for her to utter the words

To tell me, I won all her loyalty awards.


I wanted so much for yesteryear to last forever

To restore me, as her one true lover.

I needed so much for my life to recover

I needed her then, I need her now, like no other.


Ivor Steven.

Poetry Contest

A poetry contest, for those fellow readers who maybe interested.


Are you a poet? Do you enjoy writing poems until your heart is sore or until it soars?

Well, I happen to LOVE reading poetry so I would like to hold a poetry contest! Read the rules and prizes below!


  • To be eligible for this competition you must be subscribed to my page (i.e. following and receiving emails.) Not subscribed yet? No worries! Go to my home screen and click FOLLOW (I’ll receive a notification when you do :D)
  • Leave your poem or a link to your chosen poem in the comments below.
  • I will be using a point system to chose the winner:
    • You will receive 5 points automatically for subscribing (everyone must subscribe to be eligible)
    • You will receive another 2 points for sharing the contest on your your own blog and linking back
    • Your poem will be rated on a 1-10 scale based on creativity…

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An Answer Follows


Good morning dear Readers, this is an experiment of mine, not sure if the above link will open for all of you, or worse still any of you. A dear friend of mine Terry Fielding, has written a song to the words of a section of my recent poem “An Answer Follows”…  I so hope this works and you’re able to enjoy the tune. Also, please feel free to look up my friend on Youtube, under, Terry Fielding, “The Whale”.

Harvey Dan

He was an old school man.

Strong and tough

Big and rough

Kind and gentle

He was as soft as Teddy Bear

Hard and loyal

Friendly and fair

Generous and loving

He was a working class man..

Carole’s Dad’s funeral today, and it was truly a fitting tribute to a community minded man