Tit Bits #8

My morning shines golden sunrays

Your poem debuts my day

My lips do quietly say

Your silent words are here to stay

…….

Words Of reality you rhymed

Recalling life’s ebbs and flows

Like the sands of time

Warm between your toes

…….

Cruising on the winds of time

Messages of love and rhyme

Observing bodies entwined

Upon every moonlit line.

…….

I’ve a terrible dilemma

My memory’s long and vivid

Wishing for many more to come

I suppose I’ll have to march on

Into the future and enjoy the show

Leave behind what’s buried in snow

…….

Green covers everything

Green’s the colour of spring

Green makes my heart sing

Green’s the sparkle on my angels’ wings

 

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.

26 thoughts on “Tit Bits #8”

    1. I’m not sure, but they’re a collection of comments I make on friends/bloggers sites, and I suppose their poems become my instant prompts and the words just come out like that, with hardly any editing, …. I write hundreds of comments over a week but only a handfull are in these 4 line poetry form….

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      1. Thank you Sue, so kind of you to say. And I’m busy on my little production line tonight, printing and compiling my poem booklets, I’ve even got an overseas order to post off to USA, the postage is $35 AU, I’m going to have to do some maths to work out how much she’s to send me in American dollars, our Aussie Dollar’s not going well at the moment.

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      1. You really have an industrious mind
        Black ink flowing through those veins
        Freeing thoughts which must be laid down
        Opening blind eyes to the essence of poetry.

        There might even be a collaboration in this, drop the hint next time you’re on to Walt?

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  1. Hello Ivor, this is a beautiful poem where I have immediately seen the connection with mine (“I Tasted Spring”) as we both deal with the same topics only in a different way: The passing of time, what spring brings us and the human desire to be loved. You have beautifully written lines here. I especially like the second and third stanzas. Love this: “Words Of reality you rhymed/
    Recalling life’s ebbs and flows/ Like the sands of time”
    You may want to correct a little spelling mistake on the first line of the last stanza: Green covers everythig” should be “everything”. The ending of the poem is very powerful. I have a little suggestion, but this is just my personal idea. Perhaps it would sound better to say “on my angel wings” rather than “on my angels wings”. In any case, it is just a suggestion. I love your poem and I thank you again for having stopped by my blog. I really appreciate this.

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    1. I have lots of love in me. I’m not really made for this being without a partner situation, although it might be betterer than the pain of being dumped like last time.

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