Today’s Throwback Friday poem was “my debut poem for Coffee House Writers Magazine,” published on July 13th, 2021. So, I have now been a writer with the Magazine for 4 years, which means I have had over 100 poems published in the Coffee House Writers Magazine.
>> Ivor Steven, Author at Coffee House Writers
The poem also appears in my third book, Until Eyes Hear Sound, Chapter 1, Little Creatures and Birds.
Silence and Shyness
I hear the digital clock’s shyness
My unruffled day feels timeless
Alone and listening to the silence
Of the muzzled arctic breeze
A quiet zephyr’s foreboding freeze
I hear the garden snail’s widow
Sliding up the kitchen window
Her silvery trail grates and slithers
Along the cold pane’s dirty rivers
I hear an earthworm digging
His defiant endeavors are deafening
Blindly shoveling the muddy ground
A dark burrow where he cannot be found
Ivor Steven (c) July 2025

It might at be very quiet there for you to hear these creatures. 👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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Quietness is a relative sound, here where I live, on outskirts of the city it can be relatively noiseless, Sadje
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👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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What a beautiful ponderable poem! Filled with vivid images, igniting our senses, and reminding us that even the smallest in our universe are important. 🙂
(((HUGS))) ❤️🐌❤️🪱❤️ (snail and worm 🙂 )
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Thank you very much, Carolyn… it’s a vast universe, but it is made of an infinite number of little things and everything has a definitive place in the universe 😊🌏🌌🐌🪱
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