We All Have a Tambourine

locked down and locked up

shut in and shut up


In this garbage virus bin

what is my holy sin

has Judas already been?


where am I going

with my green tambourine

and this broken violin

anyhow, who’s listening?


am I still dreaming

about being a human being?


about falling backwards

where the stars are flying outwards

with thoughts looking upwards


questions I bring

songs I sing

answers live within


every day there’s a new sunrise

every day there’s a new surprise

as I look at every day through fresh eyes

I don’t always see blue skies

I don’t always feel happy and wise

Today I’m a bronze statue in Levis’

And I’ll be satisfied with third prize





Ivor Steven (c) August 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.

62 thoughts on “We All Have a Tambourine”

      1. I can relate to wishing for freedom. Florida opened up too soon with disastrous results. Hospitals in Tampa, just north of us, are getting volunteer medical personnel because they are overwhelmed. We continue to self-isolate, as we are in a high-risk category. Our illustrious president is still pushing for schools to open! Maybe it’s time for a piece of cake!

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      2. Haha… yes, a piece of cake with my breakfast, would make for a fun start to my day …. I have to go shopping for supplies today, maybe I should add a cake to my “Essentials” list ??

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      1. I think sharing my life with the ‘Goddess of Reality and Honesty’ for the majority of my time here, gave me the courage to be who I am..


  1. You’ve captured how well all feel. A powerful, poem!

    And I AM listening, MyFriend! So, please keep playing your tambourine! (The tambourine songs you shared here made me smile! πŸ™‚ ) And keep sharing your thoughts and your heart in poems! Your words help us!

    Oh, remember that old saying… “Eat cake, drink coffee, and be merry for tomorrow the cake store might be closed.” πŸ˜‰ πŸ˜€ (On a serious note, it breaks my heart that so many stores are closed (some temporarily, some for good 😦 ), but we must keep people safe and alive. )

    (((HUGS))) πŸ™‚
    PS… β€œYou are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we’re apart…I’ll always be with you.” – A.A. Milne, Winnie the Pooh

    We’re all here with you, Ivor! Thank you for being our friend! πŸ™‚

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  2. A wonderful insight,
    as we all dream of reaching
    for the Coolangatta Gold β˜€οΈ
    Yet it is our birthright
    as an Aussie true and bold
    to break the bonds
    to rise beyond
    and come third in the fight
    To claim that Bermagui BronzeπŸ₯‰

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  3. Oh, dear Ivor your rhythm and rhyme is alwaysa champion..number 1..i love how this poems flows with a sense of musicality..it makes me wanna dance around, despite of its sad theme..πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–

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  4. Keep shaking that tambourine Ivor.
    I’m glad you got to see your family and celebrate birthdays before lockdown.
    Apologies for missing some of your posts, I am almost a week behind with reading everyone’s Posts. πŸ™‚

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    1. Thank you Tanya, I think words are having their way with me…
      I’m in bed early again
      Being home alone is very tiring, and the forces of self oppression weigh heavily within my psyche. πŸ˜ŠπŸ™„πŸ˜Ž

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      1. I can imagine, this COVID-19 is weighing me down as well, being home alone can be specially frustrating. Blogging and words are helping to stay afloat… hopefully this ordeal will pass.

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      2. I know your are ryt sitting at home for so long one can actually clearly see the tides of mood going up and down and ofcourse the endless cups of coffee to measure hours πŸ™‚

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  5. Oh Ivor I’m feeling this! We did ‘get out’ last week and went exploring some of the country side. I’ll have my cup of tea and toast you again. We can do this. And we can do this grumpy and happy. We’ll just mix it up. πŸ˜‰

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  6. I going to shake my tambourine to “every day there’s a new sunrise”. 🌞 Love your music selections, Ivor! Btw, I have a tambourine that I bought at a hippie store in St. Augustine, Fl. I should dust it off and give it a few shakes.🧑 πŸ’› πŸ’š

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