I wandered outside the evening air was damp and cold and the moon was sharing the dappled midnight sky with dark satiny clouds
forlornly I looked up and quizzically asked the moon “I have failed my words were drowned in the hail I’m poor and unbound all I have is muddy ground who listens anyhow? where do I go now?”
do not fret my friend “as Confucius said, It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop and that old Japanese Proverb Fall down seven times, stand up eight “
I wandered back inside the desk lantern was still burning I reopened my torn notebook and begun writing again
My poem ‘Destination’ is a “Writing between the lines” exercise for the May gathering of our Dome Poets group here in Geelong. I chose Leonard Cohen’s poem, ‘The Goal’ (attached below my poem), for my attempt to write a poem between each of his lines!
Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is: Departure. Please visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here. Between here and there, “Destination” is a part of Departure
Destination, by Ivor Steven
The curtains are open The front door is ajar So, I can hear her sing From her distant star
I do not own much My soul is a gold mine I haven’t lost my touch My heart is kind
I share what I have I have hope and love Couldn’t stop the flood Couldn’t hold her glove
I walk alone I look content Regrets are few Despair ferments
I push on and on I do not complain I’m still alive I’m numb to the pain
No one asks No one knows About finality Under the snow
Today’s Throwback Friday poem is from May 2021 and appears in my new book “Until Eyes Hear Sound”, Chapter 2, page 20.
A Living Legend
Mother Nature is my gardener My living dance of life I follow her guiding waltz And let her conduct the lead
Where everything in her wonderland is real Everything I touch, I can feel And inside every blade of grass Everything I see is a fairyland field
Every aroma from the magical forest Gently breezes across my forehead Every midnight moonbeam Covers me in a silver dream Every golden ray of sunshine Lights up my dreams like a neon sign
I cannot control the sun I cannot control the waves But I can control the energy I receive
From every moment there is a second Every second is a piece of time’s errand Every errand is a part of life’s legend
It’s our Market Day this Saturday! We have a great selection of stalls from our creative members with a broad range of goods for sale… so please drop by – our May’d Shop will also be open!
Market Day, Saturday 18 May 11:00am-3:00pm
Here are some of the stallholders:
*Emily Wilson & Willow Ecosoaps Instagram: @willowecosoaps *Quinn EarthChild Instagram @quinnearthchild *Ivor Steven author & poet Instagram @ivors20 *Jennifer Cromarty Art Instagram @jencromartyart *Print on Demand by Aaron Instagram @pod_by_aaron *Jazzyskye Designs Instagram @jazzyskyedesigns *Margaret Primmer artist *Darihan Mullenger Instagram @dari.han_ *Scott Villarosa instagram.com/villama.de/ *Coastal Air Creations Art *Faith O’Malley Instagram @art_byfaith_ *Blind Sider Arts Instagram @blindsiderarts *Effie Hand Painted Fabrics Instagram @effie_handpaintedfabrics *Art by Faith Instagram @art_byfaith_ *Deb Gartland Gellibrand River Gallery Instagram @gellibrand_river_gallery *Choc Chip Please Instagram @chocchipplease ToastArtWrkz – Timethe Alves
We’d love to see you on Saturday at the Creative Geelong Hub, Centrepoint Arcade 132 Little Malop St Geelong
Over at Weekly Prompts, the Wednesday Challenge is: Humility. Please visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here. Today my poem is about how our humble birds handle the difficulties of flying into the wind.
Watching Birds Fly Into the Wind (a Double Tanka)
The birds hover high And struggle against strong winds With wings at full span They gracefully glide and dive Tacking into the airwaves
Irrepressible They’re powerful for their size Like turbocharged darts Aerodynamically Conceived to sail through all winds
Hello dear readers and followers, I am a writer for “Coffee House Writers magazine” (USA), on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Tonight, Hold Your Curtain Open”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … To Read my poem, please click on the link below to visit the article, at Coffee House Writers Magazine. >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/tonight-hold-your-curtain-open/
– our May’d Shop will also be open!
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