Yellow And Green


There she silently stays

Baking under daily sun-rays

An old warriors chariot

Vehicle of love and riot

Deliverer of play and gain

Carrier of our angel in the rain

A working yellow submarine

Shipping friends and our queen

Transporting them all

Here and there, having a ball



I’m green with envy

Overnight, mother natures been

Healing my poison ivy

A miracle potion unseen


Mosaics of Autumn leaves

A queens robe of gold and brown

Warm quilts from the trees

Nurturing globes in the ground


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.

44 thoughts on “Yellow And Green”

    1. Thank you for your kind comment, and yes I read some of your posts, But you didn’t have an “About You” in your menu, and I’m not really in favour of anonymous writers.

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      1. Oh, my pleasure! I am in love with your page. I just had to follow. I love the way everything is perfectly well though out. I honestly can’t wait for more!

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      1. It wasn’t deliberate, I was playing with the old poem and thought of green and Autumn, and all of sudden the Green poem came to fruition and then I put them together, and as you say the outcome was a good mixture.

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    1. Haha, I wanted to do it up and give it to away to a carer in need. 😊 but the old chariot had run her race and the rust of time had overcome her😶


      1. It was such a bonus for Carole’s continuing quality of living, and independence. Even the carers were able to take her out on day trips.


      2. I know it makes such a huge difference. There have been so many people’s lives I have walked into (because of work) where the ability to ‘go’ has been taken/stolen from them. WHat a difference in their quality of life.

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