An Old Plumber, An Ex-Carer, An Amateur Poet, Words From The Heart
Home Is The Air I Breathe
welcome to our home
the house of rustic timber and stone
home is where my heart is now
and now I live here alone
but I’m cosy and comfortable
wearing the same old shoes
talking and walking her every mile
she’s in every covering stone
she’s in the marrow of my bones
we share the air I breathe
inhaling her gracious spirit
capturing her living essence
absorbing her love into my blood
flowing through my pumping veins
cascading upon my open heart
caressing my solitary core
embracing our glorious souls as one
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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Thanks Libby, I don’t hide anything or leave any of myself behind, and it seems to work for me, and I’m always pleased that my readers feel the emotions I’m trying to impart into my words. 😊
Oh, Colleen, I’m definitely tiring of my little phone, and I’m going to give myself a rest for a few days. 😊 And thank you ❤️ for your lovely comment, I love that you called my poem an ode, ☺️
Thank you ❤️ dear Arlene, and I’m sorry that I’ve not been able to visit your posts much, I’m having a rest for a few days now, using this little phone has got too tiresome and tedious for me ☺️, hopefully back on the internet some time Thursday with a temporary computer. 😉 💛
Hello!
I’ve nominated you for the 2018 Liebster Award! Congratulations! 😊
Find the post and the rules on my blog if you want to acknowledge your award! ❤️
Thank you Drew, I’m still computerless, and so I’ve not been on my reader much, I found it too tiresome and tedious on my little phone, but I’ll be back, hopefully on the weekend, my brother is reconstructing my old computer. 😉
I’ve never heard that Cohen song. Interesting. I totally get what your poem means. I often say of the kids that their voices and spirits still fill up the corners of our house… I just have to get quiet and listen. 🙂 It gets lonely sometimes, doesn’t it…
Sometimes our present is haunted by the lost potential of a future that we never got to see. The only way to escape this haunted present is by establishing a new relationship with the future and with the past. This is what we refer to as acceptance. “Acceptance is not about liking a situation. It is about acknowledging all that has been lost and learning to live with that loss.” – Elisabeth Kubler-Ross. Your poem expresses beautifully that you are doing just that! Bless you!
Enjoy the few days rest Ivor, now the mind is at ease with itself and all your accouterments are at hand, a little me time will do the world of good. No need to respond just take it easy.
Just came back to read for a moment, and I must say, you’ve got a lot of wonderful followers. Their responses are as emotional as the poem. Your words touch a lot of souls. 💕
Ivor this is very beautifully written, describes the the nature and loving relationship with you wife even in the air you breathe, the walks, they things around the house. Lifetime memories!
Yonnie💜😊🌸
Ivor.Plumber/Poet 
Amazing writing Ivor!
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Thank you ❤️ Stella, I’ll have a computer on Thursday xx
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I can’t wait Ivor
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I know, it’s been so tiresome, just doing what I’ve done on my phone., I’ll be back. 😊 Xx
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And home is where the heart is. Beautiful Ivor 🙂
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Thank you ❤️ Sue, yes my heart is finally feeling at home xx
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It’s our refuge isn’t it, the only place we need to be when our hearts have been torn in two. xx
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Thank you ❤️ Sue, yes I’m finally beginng to feel at peace with where I am in life. 😊
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this has a totally different tempo than your usual poems Ivor, a wonderful emphasis and pirouette when the lines stop and spin in another direction.
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Yes dear Gina, I was trying to say that I’m finally feeling at home, both physically and spiritually 😊🙄
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Felt so much peace after reading this. 🙂
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Thank you ❤️, yes, I think I’m finally finding my home and personal peace ☺️xx
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you express you emotions so clearly. well done.
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Thanks Libby, I don’t hide anything or leave any of myself behind, and it seems to work for me, and I’m always pleased that my readers feel the emotions I’m trying to impart into my words. 😊
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So beautifully penned. Already feels like home 🙂
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Thanks Soiba, I’m starting to feel I’m finally home, and happy within myself ☺️❤️
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That makes me happy xx
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Oh sorry if I’ve missed some of your posts, I’m still computerless and it’s a battle blogging on my little phone ☺️
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Uh the feeling is mutual. My laptop is broken and its really a battle using it on phone
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Oh Soiba, yes it is so difficult, I hope you’re able to get your laptop going soon, I totally understand how frustrating it is 😐😕💛
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Beautifully written. I’m pleased you will soon have a computer. I couldn’t cope with a phone
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To tell you the truth Derrick, I’m just about worn out and eyesore, from using my phone, I’m going to have a rest for a few days now. ☺️
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🙂
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What an ode to home Ivor. I’m glad to see you will soon have your computer. I cannot do these things on the phone!!!
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Oh, Colleen, I’m definitely tiring of my little phone, and I’m going to give myself a rest for a few days. 😊 And thank you ❤️ for your lovely comment, I love that you called my poem an ode, ☺️
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Okay Ivor, I don’t blame you. I will patiently (as I can) wait for your return.
And you are very welcome 🙂
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Cheers, I’ll be back,. Maybe then weekend
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❤
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How lovely Ivor!
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Thank you ❤️ dear Arlene, and I’m sorry that I’ve not been able to visit your posts much, I’m having a rest for a few days now, using this little phone has got too tiresome and tedious for me ☺️, hopefully back on the internet some time Thursday with a temporary computer. 😉 💛
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Thanks Peter for the song, I remember this one well 😀
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Good to hear that you’ll be back in the computer world soon Ivor. I couldn’t manage just with my phone!
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Actually Peter, I’ve had enough, it’s tiresome and tedious, and l’m having a rest for a few days until late Thursday or maybe Friday. 😊
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Hello!
I’ve nominated you for the 2018 Liebster Award! Congratulations! 😊
Find the post and the rules on my blog if you want to acknowledge your award! ❤️
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Good one Ivor.
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Thank you Drew, I’m still computerless, and so I’ve not been on my reader much, I found it too tiresome and tedious on my little phone, but I’ll be back, hopefully on the weekend, my brother is reconstructing my old computer. 😉
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No.problem. I can’t blog off of my phone either.
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I love this. We all should acknowledge the love that still floats around us
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Thank you ❤️ Claudia, and yes love is spiritually floating around
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And did I overhear…you will have a computer soon???
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Hopefully before the weekend 😊 💛
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I’ve never heard that Cohen song. Interesting. I totally get what your poem means. I often say of the kids that their voices and spirits still fill up the corners of our house… I just have to get quiet and listen. 🙂 It gets lonely sometimes, doesn’t it…
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Is does get lonely, but I think that’s what I’m trying to say here, that I’m finally feeling at home now, and maybe more comfortable within myself ☺️
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I know Linda over at Spiritual Dragonfly feel the very same way since her Jim passed away.
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Yes everything just takes time. 😊
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Sometimes our present is haunted by the lost potential of a future that we never got to see. The only way to escape this haunted present is by establishing a new relationship with the future and with the past. This is what we refer to as acceptance. “Acceptance is not about liking a situation. It is about acknowledging all that has been lost and learning to live with that loss.” – Elisabeth Kubler-Ross. Your poem expresses beautifully that you are doing just that! Bless you!
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Thank you ❤️ Ellen, and yes my poem is about accepting where I am in my life at the moment, and I’m finally feeling at home now. ☺️
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Words of love, spoken with care. Ivor, it seems like this poured out from your heart.
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Yes Ali, you’re totally correct,, and the words do pour, and for me the poem is usually a good writing 💛☺️
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I love Mr. Cohen! And he is always a welcome voice!
Your poem is so lovely and heartfelt it brought tears. She is always with you and always will be! You are never truly alone.
OH! How is your computer?!
HUGS!!! 🙂
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Thank you ❤️ Carolyn, and I’m finally feeling “at home”, with her presence. 😊 And Leonard Cohen, will also be with me forever 💛🤗🤗
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A beautiful tribute to your Carol. Hugs to you dear friend. ☺💛
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Enjoy the few days rest Ivor, now the mind is at ease with itself and all your accouterments are at hand, a little me time will do the world of good. No need to respond just take it easy.
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Just came back to read for a moment, and I must say, you’ve got a lot of wonderful followers. Their responses are as emotional as the poem. Your words touch a lot of souls. 💕
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Thank you ❤️ Claudia, and it’s lovely to know that my words from my heart do touch other readers hearts 💕
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Such a beautiful post, Ivor! Loved your poem as well as Leonard Cohen’s haunting song. It is good to know your grieving heart has found peace. ❤
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Thank you Irina, yes my heart is comfortable. And…..
“My empty hands are full
Of memories and rhymes
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That’s wonderful! 🙂
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Yes, the words have now become my positive motto.
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Ivor this is very beautifully written, describes the the nature and loving relationship with you wife even in the air you breathe, the walks, they things around the house. Lifetime memories!
Yonnie💜😊🌸
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Thanks Yonnie, it’s a special poem for me…XX
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I see why…
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