Hello dear readers and followers, I am a writer for “Coffee House Writers magazine” (USA), on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Comic Typhoons and Tycoons”, 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/cosmic-typhoons-and-tycoons/
We went to the Valhalla Brewhall In the iconic Federal Mills location in North Geelong The venue of our next ‘Open Mic’ event For “lowercase poetry, Geelong”
Frankie and I “soaked” up the atmosphere, and agreed The establishment would be very suitable For the poetry community’s ‘open mic night’ There’s plenty of comfy seating So, come along fellow readers And enjoy the warm and friendly service At Valhalla, next Thursday 11th July, 6.30 pm onwards.
Why rest? Dawn is here again Another new day For my persistent pen
Why Rest? From every moment A second emerges** Time has no opponent
Why rest? The Age of Aquarius Has been and gone And the edge of beyond Is no longer precarious
** Fromevery moment a second emerges** … Borrowed from Robert Okaji’s poem, “Flame” out of his Chapbook, “From Every Moment A Second” >> https://robertokaji.com/2017/11/21/flame/
On my morning walkies with Frankie, I like trying to photograph birds in flight, and since my book launch for “Until Eyes Hear Sound” is only 3 weeks away, I thought I would repost my poem “Birds in Flight” (Chapter 1, page 14)
“Are you Awake?” ” Of course! You just licked my face” “It’s time for my brekkie” “Oh Frankie, I’m warm and cozy here” “I know, I slept here beside you” “Temp’s only 3 Degrees, I’ll get up when it warms up” “Woof, woof!” “Ok, you win” (Hmmm, he always does)
Over at Weekly Prompts, the Wednesday Challenge is: Resilience To visit their fabulous site click on >> Here
Below is, the original introduction from my post in August 2020. “Hello dear readers, I’ve been writing this poem over the last three days, and I was struggling to obtain any rhythm between thoughts and words, then I saw a wondrous photo on Derrick Knight’s blog/website this morning, (which is my ‘Featured Image’ above), and his picture of the glorious old oak tree, immediately channeled my thoughts, into that of strength and “resilience“, and from there, my Title was formed, and my words started to become a more cohesive piece of poetry…. Thank you, Derrick, for allowing me to use this beautiful and impressive photo, with my humble little poem.” >> https://derrickjknight.com/
Please Note; “Standing Upright” appears in our book “Perceptions”, a Collaboration of Poems and Photographs from Ivor Steven and Derrick Knight (Nov 2022)
Standing Upright
My heart’s bruised from bygone blood-stones Threaded together by the spirits of old bones And there resting within my aging body’s sway I am shedding soulful droplets on sunny days
The world’s foul winds had blown me off my feet After wobbling down cold and dusty streets Then a modern medicine man came with his young tribe Re-tuning my broken pieces with rhythmical vibes And they declared my heartstrings to be plucky enough To handle tomorrow’s mystery masks and travelers’ handcuffs
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