New Born Lambs




New Born Lambs


Here, on the edge of suburbia

Wide bitumen rivers

Plough through barren fields

On nearby deserted hills

Giant man made towers pierce the clouds


The midday winter sun

Forgot to open her eyes

And failed to warm

The frost bitten land

Where new born lambs

Tremble and struggle to stand


Here, I silently search

For her guiding hand

While passionately waiting

For Mother Nature’s last command






Ivor Steven (c) June 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.

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