Asleep, out of view
dawn blazes through
blinds me from above
piercing my dreams of love
uncovering lines between sheets
exposed to the morning beat
letters sprinkle upon my pillow
inking words over loose halo’s
Reflective pages and blotches
wooden posts and hollow notches
under cracked leggo blocks
narrow jargon and hidden plots
inside poems of mine
glazed with her starshine.
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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A wonderful morning read, Ivor 💕
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Thank you Nandita, mornings are always my best times, for working, writing, or just wriggling around. xx
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its so lovely to read how the simplest things inspire such beautiful poetry from you, this was a sweet read
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Thank you Gina, It’s nice to have a clear head in the mornings, and love to write about the simplest things of joy that surround me.
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A wonderful morning present from you to all of us.❤️
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Thank you Ortensia, mornings are my best times, and I thought I’d splash a few sparkles of my words and starshine around.
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And you did my friend…….🤩
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Lovely slow morning wakening
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A good morning waiting with those letters inking words (love these parts!!).
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Yes !! one Ivor’s happy good morning to my starshine writes. xxx
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You are such a sensitive soul Ivor. I love this about you!
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So very gorgeous and ethereally dreamy
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Thank you Maria, I loved your beautiful compliment, and I’m sorry that I’ve not caught up on your posts. My ability to multi-task between plumbing and writing, is diminishing with my tiredness. xx
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Good Morning from me too, though as I write this it’s now evening starshine time for you, but for me it’s a morning that has only recently begun. Love your poem Ivor 🙂
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Thank you Sue, Ivor the plumber has been very busy lately, I shall catch up with your posts soon.
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I’ve had one of those weeks myself Ivor, though actually a very lovely one. Only managed to write one post and that was yesterday!
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Yes, only one poem from Ivor for the week, I’ve started a few, but they’re the letters on my pillow waiting for more ink, under the blotches and hollow notches.
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Love it Ivor and I’ve every confidence that you’ll get to finish them soon.
As for me, I’ve been having fun working on a new project which is now on Gerry’s blog. Will re-blog shortly
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Nostalgic, kind of. Thanks for sharing this Ivor.
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Thank you Arlene, nostalgic, I like that xx
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A lovely, lovely poem Ivor … especially this:
letters sprinkle upon my pillow
inking words over loose halo’s
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thank you Jane, I had some nice thoughts and words in my head this morning, and this poem came half subconsciously with the dawn and my starshine.
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they’re the best kind – the ones that come half subconsciously. The subconscious mind has
stuff to say.
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Yes you’re so right, you’ve just got to be quick and latch onto them and then jot them down.
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I’m glad you manage to do it before they escape. They’re a source of great pleasure xx
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Yes, I always smile to myself when I capture them, like a Cheshire cat and his toy mouse, the fantasy’s all mine, mine !!
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Loved the last line. I think that’s my favorite part of things, even things I write, the endings. They’re also my most challenging parts of things. Especially since I write a lot of prose. You’d think it would be easy then because prose doesn’t need an ending so much. But then in saying that, that’s why the end of it is so crucial.
I’m sorry if that was confusing 😬 lol
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No not confusing at all, I don’t know why, but I always have trouble with the conclusion of a poem. Everything seems to flow well, and then I can’t find a strong suitable ending. Basically I write shortish type poems and I still seem to lose the plot. 😊
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Lol 🙂
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Beautiful
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Very eloquently penned. The sounds were so fluent and images so beautiful, I found myself rereading when I’m usually breezing. I so enjoyed my sojourn at the oasis of your words. 🙂
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I can feel this setting, very serene and reflective
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Thank you Kim, it was a dream-like morning
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A very beautiful poem!
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Thank you Lucy… I’ve not got to your piece on PYM,…. my roster turn on GDGC to start from the bottom and go up… looks like I’m having lunch first…. the ladder takes me a while to climb, rung by rung….xx
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