Before dawn settled, and after a sleepless night, these small doorways into a wandering mind found their way into my bedside notebook…
An unexpected sign on our walk home — a cheerful echo to the morning’s wandering thoughts
The Poet’s Secret Notebook
Turn the poet’s page
Feel his restless rage
Open secret doors
Hunger for more
Repair broken windows
Learn from nature’s crows
Your windows are not mirrors
Reflections are not the jurors’
Follow your dreams
Do not listen to machines
From secret pages to shifting strings, may the music carry the last of these wandering thoughts into your dreams
Ivor Steven © June 2026
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Excellent advice, Ivor! The things that we come up with when we are restless – they can be gold for the poet!
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Exactamundo! And serendipitously perfect for Reena’s Xploration Challenge this week! Well done, my dear friend. Bravo! 👏🏼 🥰
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