What Is Normal My Son?

Today I would like to thank Tanya (https://tanyasblog417441432.com/2020/07/27/hungry/) for triggering and inspiring my mind, to create this poem…


What Is Normal My Son?


Breakfast and a hot cuppa

Under my cosy verandah

As per normal, if it’s not too chilly

And I’m having my normal courtyard chat

With my friends, Phillip the penguin

And the wise old owl, Oscar

We’re talking about the future

Whether life will ever be normal again


Oscar quietly hoots

“What is normal my son”

Little Phillip chirped in

“Normal is a state of mind

A comfort zone in time

Like swimming in the deep blue sea everyday”

Oscar agreed with Phillip

“Normal’s being perched in the same tree every night”

Oscar and Phillip grinned, and nodded at each other

And I listened and pondered


Smiling at my two furry companions

I added, “Our old normal, won’t be normal anymore”

Oscar’s brows lowered, and he said

” As per normal these days

We shall patiently try to adapt, then wait and see

What colour the new normal turns out to be

Black, white, or green like the trees

Maybe the striped yellow, of our life giving bees


Below:  I’ve used this glorious song by Lisa Hannigan a few times before, but I found this magnificent rendition this morning…. enjoy her voice and her passion… 




Ivor Steven (c)  July 2020






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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.

34 thoughts on “What Is Normal My Son?”

  1. Beautiful piece, Ivor. This perfectly describes our new world today. Could anyone have imagined a year ago we would be questioning our normality in the world now? It’s insane.

    Back on point, this is a great poem and so germane in these times.

    “As per normal these days
    We shall patiently try to adapt, then wait and see
    What colour the new normal turns out to be
    Black, white, or green like the trees
    Maybe the striped yellow, of our life giving bees.”

    This is so true. We adapt, we change and we evolve from circumstances and experiences. This may not be what we want to adapt to, but we can still survive its aftermath. It then makes us cherish what we once might have brushed off as the normal insanity of the world when compared with this new one. Fantastic piece yet again!

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    1. Thank you dear Lucy, you interpreted my conversation with Phillip and Oscar superbly…. and of course it’s normal to be talking your furry friends over a cuppa…. and again Lisa Hannigan’s song suits perfectly..
      The last bit by Oscar the owl really showed how clever our animals are….. 😀😎🐧🦉

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  2. I just love this poem., but the new normal worries me, it changes every day.

    I talk to framed photographs I hope to see a wink of the eye or a twitch of a smile each time I ask another silly question. 🙂

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  3. Your beautiful friends are right on, Ivor! They, AND your poem, are fun and encouraging!

    We must hang on, we must adapt, and when we look back on this time in history I hope we appreciate the positive changes that occurred in us. 🙂

    I write stories (that I DON’T share on WP) where I make up characters…but they don’t feel imaginary! But I DID have imaginary friends when I was a little girl. 🙂

    Mostly these days I talk aloud to my beloved ones who have already passed on…Like, “Oh, boy, Dad, I wonder what you would have to say about…” this or that, etc. ” or “Gosh, Sis, you would giggle if you saw” this or that! 😀 🙂
    (((HUGS))) 🙂

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    1. I understand your conversations with your loved ones… completely… I’m always talking to Carole, dad and mum… whichever one applies to the situation.. 😂😊
      And my imaginary is friends… I was with them when I was young…. and they’re always there when I need them 😁😉💙🌏

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  4. We can learn a lot from our furry and feathered friends if we would just listen. There’s a lot to be said about their instinctive insights and that they don’t complicate things like humans seem to do.

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