Throwback Friday, Crooked Ways, by Ivor Steven

I originally wrote this in January 2019, (today I have revised and updated the poem) The piece is from when I was home recovering from my second stroke, and before I unfortunately suffered my third stroke in early February

Crooked Ways (revised)

I’m not to be told, how to live my life

It’s now a decade since having lost my wife

I’m not a great philosopher

Nor a modern fashion writer

I’m not a sprightly young surfer

I’ve no money to buy a new carrier

Too old to be a toiling plumber

And these days I prefer to pen poetry

Some say you’re never too old

Whatever, I shall always be bold

With my plans to reach for the stars

And continue to travel my crooked ways

Ivor Steven (c) June 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 4 years, and writing poems for 20 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 

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