Throwback Friday, Flying Behind a Mask, by Ivor Steven

My Throwback Friday poem at ‘Go Dog Go Cafe’ is “Flying Behind a Mask” from October 2018

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In October 2018 I went on tourist trip to China, and ironically on the flight over I wore a face-mask because I had a bad ‘cold’ …

Flying Behind aMask

I’m on the flight to far away lands

Chatting to a lady beside me, Sue

She’s a fellow poet too

A member of the Canberra Writer’s

I’m a long long way from home

Travelling back in time

Already two hours behind

Jetting my way to ancient China

To visit the old Forbidden City

Palace of bygone Dynasty’s

Then I’ll walk upon The Great Wall

Feel the ghostly bones beneath my toes

Who’s to say dead fish don’t fly

I’m eating Barramundi and bamboo sauce in the sky

Watching Nick Cave performing on screen

His spectacular concert in Copenhagen

Sipping on a Wolf Blass red wine

I’m relaxing and flying high

Ivor Steven (c) October 2018

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Inside (aHaiku)

A big thank you to Colleen (The Chatter Blog) for her thought evoking post yesterday, which inspired me to write this Haiku for her … you may visit her post by clicking on this link >> https://bikecolleenbrown.wordpress.com/2021/11/17/someones-truth/



Inside (a Haiku)


Within nothingness

Asleep in a ghostly nest

There lurks loneliness





Ivor Steven (c) November 2021

Cracks in the Dome

Today I read a brilliant poem over on David Redpath’s fabulous site, and I thoroughly recommend that you read his outstanding piece, by clicking on this link >>https://highwaybloggery.com/2021/11/17/welcome-to-the-placebo-dome/

The below poem, is made up from the two comments that I placed on David’s site today.


Cracks In The Dome



I can hear bells ringing from the Placebo Dome

Through the cracks in my wall here at home

And still they are singing the same old anthem

Hollow words of charming wit and blunt sarcasm

Resonating from the dysfunctional meetings in Glasgow

Declaring they have saved the planet from a deadly afterglow




Absurdly, far too ironic

In a town so green and iconic

With their faces all aglow

Ashamed they were too slow

Because there’s not enough dough

Although

The world continues to produce live ammo





Ivor Steven (c) November 2021

Cyberspace, And Melted Digital’s (Revised)

I’ve been having Internet and computer problems for 3 days and have dug up this old poem and revised its

Cyberspace and Melted Digitals


This crazy, distorted cyberspace

Can be a dishonest place

Like talking to aliens from outer-space

False profiles and no trace


I dislike hackers with no face

And avoid their shameful attacks, what a disgrace

As if they’re hiding from the human race

Or thieves of other writers database


I’d like to knot together their shoelaces

See them fall from grace

Straight down their slippery staircase

And melt their digital’s in the fireplace


Ivor Steven (c)  September 2019

Loose Pebbles, is up at Coffee House Writers Magazine

Hello dear readers and followers, as you may know, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Loose Pebbles”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine.  … please click on the link below to read my poem at Coffee House Writers …
>>https://coffeehousewriters.com/loose-pebbles/







Ivor Steven (c) November 2021

We Are Strange

A special mention and thank you to Ingrid, for being the source of my inspiration behind my words today, with her very intriguing poem “Reclusive Romance”, you can visit her fabulous site by clicking on this link >> https://experimentsinfiction.com/2021/11/11/reclusive-romance-poetry-dverse/#more-17442

We Are Strange




how high is the sky?

how warm is the air?

how strong is wind?


can we fly without?

celestial wings


how deep is the river?

how cold is the water?

how strong is the current?


why do we always need?

a search warrant


why do we still jump in?

why do we still try to swim?


do we want to know?

the answers





Ivor Steven (c) November 2021

Throwback Friday, Foreign World, by Ivor Steven

For this weeks “Throwback Friday” article over at Go Dog Go Cafe, I have chosen my poem “Foreign World”

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‘Foreign World’ is a poem that I originally wrote in December 2017, and here today this a revised version from April 2019.

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reproduced here with the kind permission of, Derrick Knight

Foreign World(Revised)

I’ve been stuck inside this shabby carapace

Wondering if I’ll ever be able to about-face

Maybe I could borrow my angel’s wings, unfurled

Explore and travel the open foreign world

Time has come, to escape this holding place

Discovering, I’m able to find lost grace

To wander the harvest field

Now I see beyond the shield

Rid the shackles of my broken heart

Return to reality, and apply for a restart

Healthy enough to hide from prying ghouls

Free to walk past the tardy bar stools

Go flying, with all the other old fools

And paddle ankle-deep in life’s distant pools

Ivor Steven (c) April 20190

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Dwindling (a Haiku)

Featured Image Above: was the inspiration behind my Haiku, thanks to another wonderful photo taken by Derrick Knight, and you can visit his fabulous site by clicking on this link >>https://derrickjknight.com/2021/11/11/before-and-after-sunset-2/





Dwindling (a Haiku)


The sunset subsides

Behind dark clouds there’s a glow

Where light turns to night





Ivor Steven (c) November 2021

Silent Moon

The Wednesday Challenge from “Weekly Prompts is: QUIET . Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here. .. and the poem “Silent Moon” is my response their prompt



Silent Moon


Hello!

Is anybody out there?

Watching our universe

Spinning in reverse

Am I the only one in town?

Whirling around upside down


Hello!

Is anybody listening?

To our guiding star

Playing accoustic guitar

Or am I just a lonely old moon?

Waiting to be serenaded by a lunar tune

Resonating through the universe

Singing a hallelujah verse





Ivor Steven (c) November 2021