Do you get caught staring?
At an unknown person
Who returns your stare
With an angry glare
Sorry!
I was daydreaming
Inside an empty vortex
You were not in there
Nor next
My vacant gaze
Was mindlessly waiting
For my sparkling mirage
To turn into Cinderella’s carriage
Or am I?
The next ex
Before the why
Ivor Steven (c) February 2022
It’s the devil in me
The curiosity of a buzzing bee
I just had to see
Your words of poetry
Writing is a conundrum
Your quill keeps attuning the drum
A humming note on every blue line
Do not worry if your rhythm is not in time
I only need to hear the chiming of your rhyme
To understand your journey’s resounding climb
Ivor Steven (c) February 2022
Rumbles from above
My soul hears the mountains call
The heart slows and falls
Ivor Steven (c) February 2022
Feature Image Above: Longstitch Craftwork by Carole Steven.
Dreaming in a Dream (a Tanka)
You were in my dream
I was dreaming in a dream
Sailing a calm sea
Floating on a warm current
Adrift in your universe
Ivor Steven (c) February 2022
Featured Image Above: Taken by, Derrick Knight, and reproduced here, with his generous permission.
The Above Photos, are of my courtyard’s Osteospermum’s (Daisies)
Pushing Up Daisies
I am not crazy, nor am I lazy
I am living in a foggy haze
In the middle of this planetary maze
Am I out of phase?
When I say
This world is a dying daisy
I have abandoned my computer desk
A messy digital mirage, so grotesque
And searching the cosmos for a pink moon
Away from this dizzy burlesque
Am I out of phase?
When I say
That out there in the Milky Way
There is another pink moon
Actively interested
In growing yellow daisies
Ivor Steven (c) January 2022
Today was my first day as ‘Host’ of the “Sprints” segment over on Coffee House Writers Magazine, which I shall be doing three evenings a week, and during the initial 20 minute sprint session, I wrote this appropriate piece …
Sprinting
Here I am, at my age!
Awkwardly sprinting
Writing quickly into a twenty minute page
Adrenaline pumping
Dribbling words into an empty rain gauge
Heartbeat racing
Thoughts are flying out of an unlocked cage
Calmly panicking
Between memories of love and hidden rage
Ivor Steven (c) January 2022
Under lock and key
The past can not be opened
Lunar history
Locked inside the universe
Beyond the stars of freedom
Ivor Steven (c) December 2021
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
Hello dear readers and followers … amazingly, I have managed to produce my “Twenty Fifth Tullawalla” Poetry Booklet….. For new readers that don’t know about these booklets, they are basically the reason why I write poetry. I produce these ‘home-printed’ booklets for the sole purpose of raising funds for my favourite charity organisation, the MS Society, in Australia via the MS Charity Shop here in Geelong. And actually all money’s I receive for any of my poetry .via, submissions, I donate to the MS Society…. I’m proud to announce, that the sale of my “Tullawalla Booklets”, have now gone pass $1500.00, … to all the lovely readers, who have donated, to help achieve such a wonderful amount, a big heartfelt thank you, from “us” and the MS Society … …..Incredibly, there is now a total of “1062 poems”, Yep over “A Thousand Poems” in my collection/series of “25” Tullawalla Booklets. After 2 months, this booklet is finally completed, and ready for sale now !! As always, they are available for purchase, either as a hard copy ‘Booklet’, or a PDF format….. All proceeds go to the MS Charity Shop, here in Geelong West….. Please contact me here through my website page and I can chat about arrangements from there…. Oh, the booklet is called “Tullawalla, Linger Songs”… And here is the link to my website >> https://ivors20.wordpress.com
Lingering Songs
sometimes I wished
for love to linger longer
other times I wished
my soul was stronger
old love lingers on
within lullaby songs
is my heart right or wrong?
sometimes when the music plays on and on
I hear my angel humming along
Ivor Steven (c) November 1st 2021
Hi readers and followers, today I am re-posting another “Moon”poem, but here in this introspective piece (March 2021), the moon seems to be slipping away from me …
A Slithery Moon
Sunday softy sings
Undone on the wind
For a drowning underling
Tiredness creeps in
Church bells ring
For more silent writings
Numbness drops a teaspoon
Eyes close for the afternoon
Awaiting a slithery moon
Ivor Steven (c) October 2021
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