One More Spoonful

Hello dear readers, I had a difficult time writing this poem, as my thoughts were jumband confused, but eventually after toiling away, I think the piece gradually developed into something resembling my initial dreamy thoughts … And then I could not make up my mind on the title, between “A Shining” or “One More Spoonful” ..

Featured Image Above: My photo of a piece of street-art in Geelong

One More Spoonful


I was reading my never ending story

about crossing the rivers of time

and climbing a mountain of dreams


then along the crest of a misty waterfall

a mysterious rainbow appeared at dawn

as a shimmering glimmer of hope


and above my unreachable horizon

there was a shining

tempting me to turn around

and resume paddling upstream

to where I could savour

a spoonful of life’s cream






Ivor Steven (c) January 2022

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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.

63 thoughts on “One More Spoonful”

  1. Oh, this is heart-touching, encouraging, and wonderful, Ivor! It makes my heart smile! I wish it was a song so I could listen to in over and over and over again on “loop”/replay. πŸ™‚
    Wishing you gallons and gallons and gallons of life’s sweetest bestest cream!
    (((HUGS)))
    PS…great song choice! πŸ™‚

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    1. Yeah … I think we were all fans of “Cream” back in those days Carolyn.. .. and I am still not sure about the wording of my poem, … but then again it seems to flow and read ok … maybe I should be pleasantly pleased with the outcome .. ((hugs)) 😘🌝🌏

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  2. *bemused* Ivor, I enjoy your poems but I feel several of your readers are about to experience full-body orgasms from the reading process. Praise doesn’t mean anything if some poems aren’t better than others. This poem, for instance, while solid, doesn’t quite reach the bar set by some of your other works. That’s just life. Don’t hold it against me for being honest. I’d personally like to have some of my works appreciated more than others. Prosit!

    — Catxman

    http://www.catxman.wordpress.com

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  3. I wonder — did you have difficulty writing it because an emotional space? A memory? A jumbling of words? You don’t have to be specific, but it seems our best work comes from a strike from outside someplace. You did good, my friend.

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  4. This is a lovely poem, Ivor, but now I’m confused.
    I read the title and thought, he must have it the wrong way around, perhaps it should be My One Spoonful and NOT One My Spoonful.
    Then I read the poem and guessed the title should have read One More Spoonful.
    Am I wrong, or did you deliberately make the title confusing to show how muddled your mind is today? πŸ™‚

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      1. It happens to us all!
        I read through the comments but everyone was being so polite, no one had mentioned it.

        And then I came along! It began to feel a bit like Hans Christian Anderson’s The emperor’s New Clothes! 😁

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    1. I wrote the poem first and then the street-art from file collection
      … I was probably too tired to create my words from the idea I had floating in my head .. yes β€œcream” πŸ€—

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