Category: Anti-war

Are All the Doors Closed?






Are All the Doors Closed?


Scores of uncultured doors

Closed pores of the old stores

Hiding drawers of past accords

The forgotten ardours of wise mentors


Now, just condescending decors to the new wars

Like cantankerous dinosaurs with itchy bedsores







Until Eyes Hear Sound
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AND
Perceptions is Now Available via:

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Ivor Steven (c) March 2024

How Far Must I Fly?

Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is the word: Timeworn. You may visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here
My poem is about the “Timeworn” cry for PEACE …



How Far Must I Fly?




The earth is a worn and bloodied mound

Time for me to leave this tormented ground

Before the new world destroys every living tree

And the arising desert dunes drown me


I will soar beyond the Golden Fleece

Avoiding the manmade black cables and wires

That carries those unheeded calls for peace

Silent messages that forever swoon above alien skies


How wide and how high must I fly?

Until the sounds of war

Empty from my crying eyes








Until Eyes Hear Sound
Not available on Lulu or Amazon yet … but you may purchase it from me, via this web page or my email >> ivorrs20@gmail.com


Tullawalla is Available From

Jaymah Press:https://www.jaymahpress.com.au/

Ivor Steven: email, ivorrs20@gmail.com

Amazon: search via, ‘Tullawalla by Ivor Steven’

AND
Perceptions is Now Available via:

Amazon: https://amzn.asia/d/4yFHWrT

Jaymah Press: https://www.jaymahpress.com.au/

Lulu Books: https://www.lulu.com/shop/ivor-steven-and-derrick-knight/perceptions/hardcover/product-2pwqe4.html?q=Perceptions+by+Ivor+Steven&page=1&pageSize=4

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Ivor Steven (c) March 2024

As The Sun Sinks Down





As The Sun Sinks Down 


 
 
The New Year’s Eve sun 

Is perpetually the finale one 


 

Sadly 

The golden eye sinks down  

Upon our war-torn towns


Sadly

Carrying a worried and worn-out frown

From dressing over the world’s  

Shredded wedding gowns 


And wondering which old clown  

Will wear tomorrow’s battered crown 










Tullawalla is Available From

Jaymah Press:https://www.jaymahpress.com.au/

Ivor Steven: email, ivorrs20@gmail.com

Amazon: search via, ‘Tullawalla by Ivor Steven’


AND
Perceptions is Now Available via:

Amazon: https://amzn.asia/d/4yFHWrT

Jaymah Press: https://www.jaymahpress.com.au/

Lulu Books: https://www.lulu.com/shop/ivor-steven-and-derrick-knight/perceptions/hardcover/product-2pwqe4.html?q=Perceptions+by+Ivor+Steven&page=1&pageSize=4

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Ivor Steven (c) January 2024

Throwback Friday, Chocolates After Midnight

This is a metaphorical poem I wrote in December 2020, and as is my way, here I have substantially altered the wording from the original …


Chocolates After Midnight (Revised)


My stomach’s rumbling

Upset and tumbling

I’ve been swallowing

lumps of dark chocolate

And guzzling black coffee

from a bloodstained goblet

.

The heavy clouds of yesterday

Have stuck around

like entrenched clay

Has this embattled midnight

moved into stay?

Will my charcoal pencil be able

to write about peace today?








Ivor Steven (c) December 2023

Flying Bricks of War (again)

I am posting this poem “again” … there is War “again” … more innocent lives will be “Lost”
Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is the word, Lost … please visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here

Featured Image Above: Gaza Strip border, Kibbutz Netiv Ha’Asara, Israel © Kai Wiendenhofer



Flying Bricks of War


There is a divisive brick wall

That stands harsh and tall

To stop people from breaking their fall


Then the leaders in ivory towers

Ceased talking about peace and flowers

And hurled bricks into that sandy strip

One brick after another brick

Flew from one side to the other

Smashing innocent children and mothers


Flying bricks crumbling into dust

Creating dirty clouds of mistrust


The walls of Babylon fell again

As brick upon brick crushed human brains


Brick upon brick filled the bloody drains

Brick upon brick killed and maimed







Ivor Steven (c) October 2023

Timeworn, is in this Week’s Coffee House Writers Magazine

Hello dear readers and followers, I am now writing for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Timeworn”, 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/timeworn/



“Timeworn” … An interesting song by the French group ‘Wildpath’ to accompany my thought-provoking poem.




Ivor Steven (c) October 2023

What Happened to Motherland?, is up at Coffee House Writers Magazine

Hello dear readers and followers, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “What Happened to Motherland”, 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/what-happened-to-motherland/






Ivor Steven (c) June 2022

Broken Ground

Over at Weekly Prompts, the Wednesday Challenge is: Broken Please visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here … My appropriate Broken poem is attached below




Broken Ground




I stand here

and look to the east

my tolerant eyes

see an unbroken white moon

in a clear sapphire sky


behind me

from the west

I feel the unbroken golden sun

warm my ancient shoulders


here I am

standing on

middle ground


below me

I hear my broken earth

groan through the cracks

caused by the broken

and unshackled chains of war







Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2023