Today’s poem is self portrait piece I wrote in September 2018

Looking At the Mirror

I see an oldish bloke, who likes to write poetry

Personal topics and our world’s society

Why don’t I try to write a bigger story?

Flash fiction, and there’s enough for a book

Am I too afraid to really look?

All my poems are quite shortish

Like last year’s birthday cake wish

Maybe I’ll say, “I’m far too lazy”

I can’t tell them, I’m a bit crazy!!

Nor that I’m a mad Lord of Wizardry

Best I turn the mirror, for another view

They want to know about me and you

I see a bald man, just like my dad

And that’s not at all bad

I always said, if I grew up

To be half as good as my dad

I’d be very happy and proud

And well ahead of the crowd

He was a kind and thoughtful man

I suppose I’m honest and lend a hand

I see, I’m showing my age

My journey has torn many a page

And it’s not that I’m overly sad

My veneer shows everyone I’m glad

I’ve lived my promise, for better and for worse

And I loved my job, a carer during her curse

Ivor Steven (c) September 2018

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. View all posts by ivor20