Gradually the dying moonlight awakened my dawn.
And the baptizing sunrise watered my eyes.
Drowning the working hours of my shallow day.
Dampening fiery thoughts of playing in the hay.
Dusk hazily shrouds my cemetery lawn.
And the rituals of sunset beckon my daily plight.
Flailing and falling upon sleepless night.
Finally laying prone under my weighted crown.
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
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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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Nice thoughts Ivor!
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Thank you Arlene, for thinking of me.
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Do I sense a disturbance in the Force Ivor?
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Yes Walt, just over the last couple of weeks, but I’ll be ok, thanks mate.
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I understand. I’m here if you need to talk.
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Definitely a change from your previous poems in theme but just as wonderfully written
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Thank you Kayla for appreciating my versatility, I enjoy trying to mix it up, but that’s just me I suppose, I write about all my mixed ups and downs…..
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Life is definitely a combination of the ups and down
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Writing seems to help me get out of the downs, and the friendships gained through WP, has also been of great personal benifit to me.
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I feel the same way about writing, it can be vary cathartic.
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So very true xx
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This melancholic feeling comes to haunt at particular times, you’ve described it so beautifully xx
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That’s exactly the feeling I was trying to convey, well done Soiba.
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Wonderfully written as usual but there is something in between the lines that make me ask if you are ok?❤️
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I’m ok Ortensia, just some old memories tangled up with a few new memories, Thank you for asking and caring. xx
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❤️❤️❤️
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Beautiful evocation, but I hope you sleep better soon
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Yes, I hope so, Thank you Derrick.
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Your weighted crown…thoughts? dreams? anxieties? memories? I love this phrase Ivor, I can feel it’s weight in your words.
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Could be all of those, but I’ve had my neuralgia for a few days, but it’s a reasonably mild one, compared to some.
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😦 I’m sorry Ivor. I hope by the time I’ve read this, it’s gone!!!!
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A little betterer today, thank you..
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I’m glad for the betterer, hoping for the gonerer now.
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I hope you don’t catch too much of my badderer language, otherwiser you’ll end up on the worserer side of my mum, oh I used to tease her so much….. all in good fun , son to mum !!
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I like your language. ANd I suspect your mum loved the teasing 😉
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Yes your right, she was a wonderful mum
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I can tell. 🙂
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Brilliant line, I agree!
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Oh wow Arbie thank you so much for reading so many of my poems, haha 😂 your enthusiasm gave me quite a thrill
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Such vivid descriptions, Ivor, such sadness, such sorrow. So much emotion packed into so few words.
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Amazing what a bit of neuralgia can do to ones head
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Neuralgia obviously feeds your creativity – or does it nudge your Muse to put pen to paper?
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Well it’s keeping me up tonight, 12.30am here, I think I was just trying to purge the pain away, although I shouldn’t complain, it’s quite a mild dose compared to some.
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Ooops – it’s late, it’s late, I have a very important date with slumber. Hope the neuralgia eases.
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Yes, nite nite, thanks for the chat.
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“Gradually the dying moonlight awakened my dawn.
And the baptizing sunrise watered my eyes.”
How beautiful and evocative your words are my Ivor. I hope you are feeling better today. Much love and dear thoughts sent your way ❤
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Thank you ❤️ dear Hailie, I’m feeling reasonably ok. And yes, I did so like those opening two lines, the rest of the poem wasn’t quite as good
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The rest of the poem is very good too, the opening two lines are just absolutely gorgeous ❤️
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Just reasonably ok? I hope you will feel fantastically well again soon. Another hug to help you reach that goal
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Haha, another hug, now I’m feeling like that cuddly Koala 🐨 ❤️
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Haha sounds like you!
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I’m smiling so much here lying in bed,
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Good! Are you feeling a bit better?
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Your magic potion of words are certainly soothing my morning aches, I’m afraid you’ll have to stay now. I’ll have breakfast in bed, thanks, Weetbix, and a lemon and ginger tea 🍵 😊
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Haha sounds very healthy! And all good for you magically enhanced with a few words from me 😘
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And I’m so thrilled, my site has had 115 views over night 😆
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Hehe you are a star!
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Twinkle twinkle little star 🌟
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❤️
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😍😉😉
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Your kindness touches my heart and caresses my soul 😊
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You deserve every word. 🙂
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👍
Hey changed your picture!
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Got sick of being a plumber monster, so now I’m a beach bum hehe.
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Good !
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Writing I find Ivor is the best therapy long may the words flow and the ink mark the page.
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So true, and my words tell my tale,
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A little late in checking in on this post, my apologies.
I know just where you’re coming from on this Ivor. Good morns and bad morns, but tomorrow is another day, a new dawn and a new sunset. Everything changes from day to day, that’s the way we roll xx 🙂
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Thanks Sue, Yep, I’ll keep strolling and rolling along.
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Good for you Ivor 🙂
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Looks like an impending “chaos” Ivor.
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Wow! Isn’t it a shame that the best poetry comes out when we’re having a rough time… xxx
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Pain and suffering, I think digs deeply into our souls, where our thoughts usually don’t go 😊😊
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That sounds about right… xxx
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I love it👍👌
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Thanks Nidhi, yes this turned out OK. 😊
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