My Sunday Quotes

Breathe

Breathing slowly, is the key

The calm, opens doors

Fresh air, flows through

Feel love, within you

Reality

Who needs reality

The world is a dying fantasy

Welcome to my dream world

Come with me, have a twirl

Siblings

Sibling love is strong

Through right and wrong

A Cold Soul

The mending of one’s soul

Only time thaws the cold

Theft

The timing is perfect

I’ve nothing to expect

Of what’s left

After life’s grand theft

Love Words

To write a true love poem

You let your heart ink the words

 

Hunters & Collectors Lyrics

“True Believers”
I know your face, I’ve seen it before
A faded memory, a voice through the door
Tell me your name – are you friend or foe?
A star-crossed lover with nowhere to go

True believer you’re an open book
The stalls are empty everywhere you look
So long to a night well spent
You can’t remember where the money all went

You only did it for the good times
One of the true believers
I know the pleasure that you live for
Must be the last of the self-deceivers

Let’s go dancing in our Sunday clothes
Let’s raise a glass to the life we chose
Can’t believe after all these years
You’re still laughing – it brings me to tears

Sinking slowly – the champagne flowed
I was a child up until you showed
Don’t be ashamed – let there be no regrets
For the nights of madness we can’t forget

You only did it for the good times
One of the true believers
I know the pleasure that you live for
Must be the last of the self-deceivers

Tell me your name – I’ll keep you in mind
A true heart is the hardest to find
I know your face – I’ve seen it before
A faded memory at the nightclub door

You only did it for the good times
One of the true believers
I know the pleasure that you live for
Must be the last of the self-deceivers

You only did it for the good times
One of the true believers
I know the pleasure that you live for
Must be the last of the self-deceivers

True Believers

True Believers

True Believers

True Believers

 

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.

33 thoughts on “My Sunday Quotes”

      1. You make my Christmas time of joy sound so grim, but I am taking orders from Carole, she left me with the duty every year, and I so remember when I’d set up the card table in front of her wheelchair, with Christmas carol’s playing, and writing out the cards, and that everlasting smile on her gorgeous face 💛💛😊🤗🤗

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    1. Yes I’m trying to Lisa to good, I’m under Doctor’s orders. I’m pleased my words resonated with you, they represented my life and now I’ve been given another challenge, and I sometimes feel a lot of my life has been stolen from me. xx

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