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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44 thoughts on “My Leftover Wine”
oh dear Ivor, this is so moving.
You always inspire 💚🥂
We’ve had a lot of funerals this year, too, and it seems my dear uncle could be close to passing. I needed to read this.
And you and your wife will always be inspiring! xo
Oh Vanessa, life can tough, but I learnt through the gracious courage of my red-head, how to remain strong and humble and still be able to smile and appreciate our life…. 💙💙🌏☺️
Yes, so true, Ivor! You’ve expressed this pefectly.
We can all relate.
I think we can, and should, express our feelings and our pain and not feel ours is less, or not as important, by comparison to others.
And it’s good to think on the positive and live life to the fullest each day, like your Carole did. 🙂 She’s a wonderful example to all of us!
But, often in the schemes of life we realize our current pain is minimal to others who are suffering greatly in this moment.
A family near us…a mom and five little kids…her hubby/the kids dad died over the weekend. 😦 He was a police officer who was killed on the job. 😦 I keep thinking about how their lives have changed so suddenly and sadly. 😦
(((HUGS))) and give life a try every day! You are here for so many good important reasons! 🙂
Oh dear Carolyn thank you for your kindness, and your tragic story guyof the police officer, is exactly the thing that Carole would have cried about, and not dwell on her own sad predicament, her compassion for fellow fork was almost heaven sent 💙💙❤️🌏
Oh, Sue our story is a long one,.. we (Carole and I), miscarriages early in our marriage… sorry I can’t explain our story…. xx .. maybe when I’m brave enough.. but that won’t happen…. 😏💙🌏
My condolences for your loss, it really brings home our own pain and how irrelavent it is compared to those who have just lost one of their children. Our self-pitying pain seems insignificant compared to anyone else. This made me take stock of myself and so called woes. Left over whine/wine.
Catching up on your posts and this one hit home. So simply and eloquently written. Pain from loss or other tragedy or from physical ailments – it is all suffering we must endure with and without the leftover wine. ❤️
Thank you Irma for reading so many of poems, even though I’m an ageing poet, I always get a buzz out people reading my humble words and getting something out of them…… And yes this poem works personally strong for me too xx
oh dear Ivor, this is so moving.
You always inspire 💚🥂
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Thank you dear Vanessa, yes I’ve had lots of emotions to contemplate today and yesterday, I’m pleased the simplicity of my words worked 💙🌏
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We’ve had a lot of funerals this year, too, and it seems my dear uncle could be close to passing. I needed to read this.
And you and your wife will always be inspiring! xo
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Oh Vanessa, life can tough, but I learnt through the gracious courage of my red-head, how to remain strong and humble and still be able to smile and appreciate our life…. 💙💙🌏☺️
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And it’s so wonderful that you have shared it all! Thank you! 💚💚
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And I’ve always loved the Melanie, “Leftover Wine” 🍷💙
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Have never heard it. Will have a listen 😊
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she was one of my pin-up girls…1970
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I could relate to the leftover pain, Ivor.
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Thank you Mark, yes we all have our pieces of lefto v
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Yes, so true, Ivor! You’ve expressed this pefectly.
We can all relate.
I think we can, and should, express our feelings and our pain and not feel ours is less, or not as important, by comparison to others.
And it’s good to think on the positive and live life to the fullest each day, like your Carole did. 🙂 She’s a wonderful example to all of us!
But, often in the schemes of life we realize our current pain is minimal to others who are suffering greatly in this moment.
A family near us…a mom and five little kids…her hubby/the kids dad died over the weekend. 😦 He was a police officer who was killed on the job. 😦 I keep thinking about how their lives have changed so suddenly and sadly. 😦
(((HUGS))) and give life a try every day! You are here for so many good important reasons! 🙂
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Oh dear Carolyn thank you for your kindness, and your tragic story guyof the police officer, is exactly the thing that Carole would have cried about, and not dwell on her own sad predicament, her compassion for fellow fork was almost heaven sent 💙💙❤️🌏
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So sadly evocative.
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Yes, life is like that Derrick.
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Such emotion you have Ivor. Good thing you write it out….it always helps. Yourself and others.
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Yes dear Colleen my last 2 days have been full of contemplative emotions, and I’m pleased the simplicity of my words worked effectively 💙🌏
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Definitely a case of having to count our blessings Ivor. There are so many worse off than we are.
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Oh Ivor…who are we indeed to complain when someone else’s sufferings are far greater than ours?..
You made this so relatable..
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Thank you Mich, sometimes the simplest of thoughts and words work very effectively 💙🌏
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I agree Ivor..
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Everyone suffers, including you my friend. Don’t be too hard on yourself ❤️😔
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Thank you Christine, at times I’m guilty of that 💙🌏
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Aaah your pain is so well communicated here. Hugss to you!
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Thank you Pallavi, I’m pleased my so simple words worked well 💙🌏
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🙂 Sometimes simple can be much more powerful!
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Thank you, yes the message is clearer.
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Sorry to query this. Your son’s best friend? Or was it your best friend’s son?
Either way I am so sorry to hear about the sad loss.
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That’s ok Sue…. it was my son’s best friend… only 53…. very sad……xxx
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I always thought you didn’t have children, sorry about the questioning! And so sorry for your loss.
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He’s my step-son Sue, ,. me and Carole didn’t have children….. because of ongoing health issues…. please don’t worry Sue….. xxx
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Thank you 😊
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Oh, Sue our story is a long one,.. we (Carole and I), miscarriages early in our marriage… sorry I can’t explain our story…. xx .. maybe when I’m brave enough.. but that won’t happen…. 😏💙🌏
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I understand Ivor and probably more than you think. Although I have five children, I had ten pregnancies.
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Thank you dear Sue, your understanding means a lot to me. 💙🌏
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Very sad, I lost one of my brothers when he was just 55. Far too young to leave us.
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Life is there to test the honesty of hearts ❤️💙💜
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My condolences for your loss, it really brings home our own pain and how irrelavent it is compared to those who have just lost one of their children. Our self-pitying pain seems insignificant compared to anyone else. This made me take stock of myself and so called woes. Left over whine/wine.
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Yes Nanatte, I’m pleased my poems little message was easily understood. 💙🌏😀
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Catching up on your posts and this one hit home. So simply and eloquently written. Pain from loss or other tragedy or from physical ailments – it is all suffering we must endure with and without the leftover wine. ❤️
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Thank you Irma for reading so many of poems, even though I’m an ageing poet, I always get a buzz out people reading my humble words and getting something out of them…… And yes this poem works personally strong for me too xx
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We are all aging, Ivor! You’re still young at heart and your words are strong. ❤️
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You are very kind Irma 🌏🤗
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