Author: ivor20

G'day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I'm an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I've been blogging for over 2 years, and writing poems for 19 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I've been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems.

Winter Sun (a Haiku)






Winter Sun (a Haiku)

Serendipitous
Winter sun, brightens the sky
And the setting moon






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Until Eyes Hear Sound

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Perceptions:

Amazon >>  Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
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Tullawalla:

Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books


OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com


Ivor Steven © July 2025

Creative Geelong Market Day, This Saturday, July 19th

It’s Market Day this Saturday from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m.!
* Our popular monthly markets are all undercover at Centrepoint Arcade on the third Saturday of every month.
* They feature art, unique goods from local makers, second-hand goods, plants, books, and more.
* There are also open art studios, Yesterday Vintage, Untether Gallery, HBT Collectables, and the May’d Shop. 

All at, Centrepoint Arcade
132 Little Malop St, Geelong
From 11 am to 3 pm

And I’ll be there with ‘Frankie’ and my “New Bookstall Set-up”






Ivor Steven (c) July 2025


A Butterfly’s Heart

The Featured Image above is a photo of the Birthday Card that I received today from a dear friend who lives in Selangor (Malaysia), which is on the Equator.



A Butterfly’s Heart



Part I, Heart to Heart

An equatorial butterfly
Landed softly in my hand
Sat upon my sleeve
And looked at me inquiringly
“We need to have a heart-to-heart chat”
Then said
“I’m here to regenerate your wings.
Join me in the sky, and follow your dreams
before tomorrow’s dust, waves you goodbye”


Part II, Dreams of the Heart

I cannot walk the continents
Like the intrepid Marco Polo
But my feet have felt the sands of time
Pass between my toes

I have not sailed the high seas
Like the courageous Christopher Columbus
But my body has bathed
In an ocean full of kind hearts

I’m yet to fly in space
Like the brave Neil Armstrong
But I have reached for the stars
And touched my soul’s dreams





Ivor Steven (c) July 2025

“Now Falls Into Then”, is in this week’s Coffee House Writers Magazine edition.


Hello, dear readers and followers. I write for Coffee House Writers magazine (USA) fortnightly, and my poem “Now Falls Into Then” is in this week’s edition. …
To read the poem, please click the link below to visit my Coffee House Writers Magazine article.
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/now-falls-into-then/






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Until Eyes Hear Sound

Lulu Books >>  Until Eyes Hear Sound (lulu.com)



Perceptions:

Amazon >>  Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
Lulu Books >>  Perceptions (lulu.com)



Tullawalla:

Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books


OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com


Ivor Steven © July 2025

Mercurial Magpie (a Tanka/Tautogram)


A tautogram is a type of poem where every word in the poem starts with the same letter.


Mercurial Magpie (a Tanka/Tautogram)


Majestic magpie
Morally magniloquent
Magnanimous maid
Minstrelly melodious
Mankind’s mindful masterpiece








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Until Eyes Hear Sound

Lulu Books >>  Until Eyes Hear Sound (lulu.com)


Perceptions:

Amazon >>  Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
Lulu Books >>  Perceptions (lulu.com)


Tullawalla:

Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books


OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com


.


Until Eyes Hear Sound

Lulu Books >>  Until Eyes Hear Sound (lulu.com)



Perceptions:

Amazon >>  Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
Lulu Books >>  Perceptions (lulu.com)



Tullawalla:

Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books


OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com


Ivor Steven © July 2025

Winter Flowers (a Tanka)


Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is Intoxicating. To visit their fabulous site, please click HERE



Winter Flowers (a Tanka)

Striving for sunlight
Winter blooms know how to catch
And absorb the warmth
From the cloudless icy sky
Without waiting for springtime






The Sigur Rós song “Með Suð Í Eyrum”—which translates to “With a Buzz in Our Ears”—is a poetic and emotionally charged exploration of sensory overload, communal struggle, and the quiet persistence of life’s deeper rhythms.




Ivor Steven (c) July 2025

Our White Knight (a Micro Poem)


Today’s poem is a verse/comment I posted on Beth’s (I Didn’t Have My Glasses On) article on Thursday.
>> https://ididnthavemyglasseson.com/2025/07/10/we-need-new-knights-but-without-swords-dejan-stojanovic/



Our White Knight (a Micro Poem)

Delightful moonlight
Morning, day, and night
Timid and bright
Our wistful White Knight






Ivor Steven (c) July 2025

Throwback Friday, Silence and Shyness

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

Throwback Friday, Silence and Shyness

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