Cloudy Visions

I’m trying to write myself a Mission Statement

Feels like a speech I need to practice in the basement

I’ve never been good at making speeches

They’re messy, like eating mushy soft peaches


When I first began writing poetry

My main aim was to teach myself to read and write again

Eighteen years ago this month, I suffered a Stroke

Times become tough, depression drowned this bloke


Poetry became my form of self therapy

I listened to music and inspirational lyrics

Leonard Cohen’s songs were always playing

I fervently keep writing


My life became a routine, centered around love

The love of caring for my wife, her MS was severe

Writing was my retreat, a place of solace

My world was narrow, I was skating on thin ice


Six years ago my wife did pass

My heart turned to water on glass

Then I heard Leonard singing again

His music and words were not in vain


I resumed writing my poems

Grieving, words were sad and solemn

Healing takes time

Soulfully I wrote more rhyme


I joined local writers groups

My words were out there, under readers boots

On a prompt, I started a website fifteen months ago

My confidence grew, I came in from the snow


Wondering what’s my goal, where do I go

There’s many answers I do not know

In the future, I believe a poetry book or two

I’ve volumes of poems, enough to fill my shoes


This is my story

My life’s journey

Of cloudy visions

My words, my mission

I used to care about tomorrow’s endings

Now I care about today’s beginnings.


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.

69 thoughts on “Cloudy Visions”

  1. Anything that is a deverion is what works for you Ivor I’ve been writing since a senior in high school…..i took me a very long time before I realize that writing and art would be it for me and I never looked back….if you truly have been writing for 6 yrs you are a way head of the end hame

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  2. Ivor this touches me. I’m right there beside you pushing the pen on many lines. Grief makes us more sensitive and aware of our emotions. It brings feelings to the surface. Your are the greatest at expressing it. Thank you so much for sharing this.

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      1. Some don’t understand but we do. So glad to have you along the way my friend. I’m doing well, it’s so soppy here. Needing a boat to get around. Lol I hope you are smiling:)

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  3. your wit, your quirky humour, things that make me smile, the warmth and genuine friend you are come through, I don’t think you had to think long or hard to write this, it’s all naturally you, and yes Ivor style for sure. your last 2 lines are possibly the best I have read from you, and something everyone can relate and take to heart. well done Ivor, my very dear friend.

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    1. You’re generous comments are warmly appreciated, I think I resemble all those kind comments about me 😉😊. Although it wasn’t a quick write for me. The poem took well over 4 hours to complete, I wanted it to sound right and also keep in line with your prompt, and of course there was lots of tissues times 😁🤗😂

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      1. you’ll need extra soft and triple ply Ivor!! I think tears are so good for us. well it flowed seamlessly, could never tell that you laboured over it. but that is what a good writer or poet does, but still its never perfect because there will be another one to write!

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  4. You are a great storyteller, a poet and a loving husband…these and a lot more will definetely help you get through each day of your life…it may not always be the best days but with a pen and paper in our hand or a flickering laptop/computer; and when you are on a go, a smart phone we can always talk about our days whether good or bad..keep writing Ivor

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  5. Thank you for sharing this poem, Ivor! 🙂 It is from deep within your precious heart and we can all relate to it! Thank you for being an inspiration to me! I know that music and writing poems has “saved” me many times and just reading your poems, and listening to the music you chose to share, has often “saved” me, too…especially on the tough days.

    Writing, especially writing poems, can be healing…good therapy…and then you, also, help the people who read your poems! Your journey has been very challenging and very painful at times…but keep moving forward as each day truly is a new beginning(s)! 🙂

    I know some tears were probably shed while you wrote this poem. And know that I shed some tears while reading it. 🙂
    (((HUGS))) galore!!! 🙂

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    1. Your comments have overwhelmed me, there is so much genuine warmth that heart feels through your kind words ❤️, and I know that I’m fragile, as you probably are too. My music 🎶 💛 and my poetry keep me going, and as you say every day is different, however my last six months have been good, and I know I’m comfortable here now, and coping with life’s ups and downs ok… Thank you ❤️ Carolyn for your lovely support, it really means a lot to me 😊 💛 xx

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    1. Thank you dear Jane, I was having one those very nostalgic weeks. I wrote the last two lines a couple of weeks ago, and they seemed to be quite fitting for this post. How are you going xx

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      1. Swimming through mud, is a good description, however I’m getting out and about today, going to Melbourne, have dinner with my sister, then going to watch my niece April sing in an Opera by, Offenbach. The day should be fun, and maybe help me out of this little nostalgic downer, I’ll be ok, they come and go 😊 xxx

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  6. I commend you Ivor for you bravery, your honesty, you spirit.

    When you get tired of writing, you must write, write and then write some more.

    Thank you for choosing to share your soul.

    Best wishes,


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    1. Thank you for reading my story… and in many ways I hope my writings can be of help to readers who might be experiencing some difficult times.. I sincerely appreciate your thoughtful and kind comments..

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