Hi, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I'm a retired, part-time 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 18 months, and writing poems for nearly 18 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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Very relatable of the moment! Also love the title for it, can’t quite say why – but sometimes good things don’t need an explantion! Happy to be reading your poems again. 🙂
Yes, I think everyone can relate at some moment in their lives, and I was trying to create that feeling, my poem was for all those night-time feelings that happen to us… xxx
the ever present push and pull
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Yes Beth, I think we all have our own moments… I was just trying to describe those battles in a concise way….. xx
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I love your poem of your complicated thoughts! 🙂
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My complicated thoughts jusr woke me up 💛😂
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And you got a great poem out of it! Oh. No you mean now? I’m behind time aren’t I, go back to sleep 😴
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I shall straight away mame 😂💛
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Very relatable of the moment! Also love the title for it, can’t quite say why – but sometimes good things don’t need an explantion! Happy to be reading your poems again. 🙂
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Thank you dear, always lovely to hear from you.. Oh “black sheep” , I suppose a nice way of saying shitty thoughts 🐑😊💛
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Ah, Ivor! How these pulls and pushes affect us. Sleep tight, my friend.
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I’m going back to sleep right now 😊😴💛
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😴😴💙
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with many a saddle bag full
of that black wool of the soul
… taking a heavy toll
but one bright shiny day
as the driven snow
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There’s a black sheep in the closest
There’s sun shining on me here in Geelong
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… as White as the driven snow
when the Cat flys higher than the eagle
with a woolly message in a bottle 😎
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A big cat fight next week
Winner feeding on a Giant beak
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Excuse me while I kiss a Magpie 😎
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Fabulous description of a restless night !
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Thank you Raili, my restless night probably went to long, but I woke up ok in the morning…….
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Dark and pretty…
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Excellent poem, Ivor, and fabulous last line!
Life has it ups and downs even when we are asleep! 😴
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Thank you Eugenia, yes sometimes our dreams are too active…
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Yes, they can be and sometimes I can’t remember them.
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Isn’t this the truth Ivor? Some way or another our thoughts (good and struggles) come out in our dreams.
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You’ve described this SO well! And your word-pics are so vivid! And the emotions behind them so deep!
Wow! Yes, I can relate!
(((HUGS)))
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Yes, I think everyone can relate at some moment in their lives, and I was trying to create that feeling, my poem was for all those night-time feelings that happen to us… xxx
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