The Sound of Time (a Tanka), and The Last Encore

“To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else” … Emily Dickinson

Rising moonlight hears the sound of the setting sunlight





The Sound of Time (a Tanka)

I am thinking why

“Is time, such a patient guy?”

I’m always writing

Anything that comes to mind

“Does time hear the sound of light?”


The Last Encore

I am standing on the diminishing foreshore

Staring at that missing ground floor

“Like there was a door”

Between here and the last encore










Ivor Steven (c) January 2024

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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.

16 thoughts on “The Sound of Time (a Tanka), and The Last Encore”

  5. Oh, this is so wonderful and important, Ivor…your photos, Emily Dickinson’s quote, your poem and Harry’s song!!!! 🙂
    We’ve had rain the past few days/nights…so the moon and sun have been blanketed by the gray clouds…but, just knowing they are behind the clouds brings me joy. Grateful for them…and grateful for the time I am gifted with in each and every new day! 🙂
    (((HUGS))) ❤️❤️❤️

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    1. Thank you Carolyn … I was lucky enough to capture the lovely photos on our walkies at sunset and moonrise, which happened to be the the same time, and hence my reflective poem was created … “The Sound of Time” 🌞🌓🐶💜💛😍

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