Glassy Eyed

Celebrating the 50th year of Bell Park Cricket Club last night. Fifty years of memories and everlasting friendships.

Glassy Eyed

Saturday evening

The midnight hour

Whizzed by


To the celebrating crowd

My friends are overly generous

And continue to make sure

My schooner is always full

I was keeping count

But that foolish tally

Is now nullified

And I am highly rarified

Sunday morning

Seven hours later

I am feeling brittlely vitrified

And glassy eyed

Ivor Steven (c) November 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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