


All Featured Images: we’re taken at the MacArthur Park Wetlands Reserve, Miners Rest.
Ballroom Dancer
We had a dream
Life was a dance floor
She was the Ballroom dancer
And took the lead
In step, I followed
Along her path to the park
We played on the old swing
She flew higher and higher
I watched her smile and laugh
We had unfinished plans
When abruptly harsh rain
Flooded her dance floor
She slipped out of my arms
I could not catch her
Flowing gown
Nor stop the rocky raindrops
From falling down
Our waltz was over
Save the last dance for me


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Ivor Steven (c). December 2022
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So gorgeous Ivor!❣️💗
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Gorgeous photos!
I find two meanings in your powerful, image-and-emotion filled poem!
A fave and beautiful song!
(((HUGS))) ❤️💃☀️💧❤️
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Yes indeed Carolyn .. a powerful and nostalgic poem prompted by walking through “MacArthur Park” 🤗🌏🏡😍🐶🌞
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Merry Christmas and happy New Year.🎄❤️
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As a ballroom dancer, I appreciated the way you integrated ballroom and life. Very well done!
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Thank you Frank, and needed your dancing shoes when I was courting my girl 🤗🌏😍
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Your nostalgic look at the past touched me …. so hopefully writing this poem made you smile.
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Thanks Frank, I smile a lot at my every lasting emotions for my wife … these nostalgic moments are always heartwarming 🤗
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Loving the grace and beauty in this poem! ❤
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Thank you Grace.. . Yes a very nostalgic poem, encouraged by walking in a “MacArthur Park”and the classic song
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Lovely metaphors, Ivor. ❤ What a beautiful poem and photos! ❤ ❤ ❤
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Thank you Cheryl … one of my nostalgic poems prompted by a walk through the lovely “MacArthur Park … 🤗🌏😍
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Such a wonderful analogy, Ivor
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Thank you Derrick … nothing like a walk through “Macarthur Park” to stimulate my gray matter …
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Wonderful poem Ivor!
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Thank you kindly Arlene … I’m now back home after a 11 day holiday ..🤗😍🌏
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A beautiful tribute, Ivor!
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Thank you kindly Dwight… nothing like a walk through “MacArthur Park” to stimulate the old gray matter my friend …
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