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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

Tullawalla #25, Lingering Songs

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

A Slithery Moon

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

Did You Hear The Full Moon Sing?

Featured Image Above: “A Tree-house for Mystical Faeries”(My Title for the photo), taken by, Derrick Knight, and reproduced here with his permission, and again, thank you to Derrick for his kindness and continued support of my poems. Link for Derrick Knight’s site; > https://derrickjknight.com/author/derrickjknight/

Did You Hear The Full Moon Sing?

Yesterday, spring arrived

Last night, a full moon ignited the sky

Today, warmth arose from the earth

Everywhere I walked

Nature stood there bountiful and proud

Everywhere I looked

Nature displayed her colourful shrouds

I saw a glossy black pony

Glowing in the paddock moonlight

And a garden of purple flowers

Bouncing in the sunlight

I saw tree-house sanctuaries

Homes for mystical faeries

And hollowed out logs

Comfy beds for spiders and frogs

Tonight, nature’s mockingbird will sing a lullaby

Tomorrow, the universe will hear no lie or alibi

Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

Is It True? “That Rainbows Dance At Sunset”

Featured Image Above: A big thank you to Derrick Knight for allowing me to use his magnificent ‘Sunset’ photo … see his link attached below …

Today’s poem is a combination of three, haiku/ukiah/haiku, that I made on, Colleen, Kate, and Derrick’s articles yesterday and today.

“Truth” (a Haiku for Colleen) https://bikecolleenbrown.wordpress.com/2021/10/11/the-truth-is-yours/
“A Rainbow Dance” (a Ukiah for Kate) https://aroused.blog/2021/10/11/ukiah/
“Sunset” (a Haiku for Derrick) https://derrickjknight.com/2021/10/11/todays-hobbyhorses/

Is It True? “That Rainbows Dance At Sunset”

Your soul knows the truth

Within, feel the power grow

Live, breath, touch the flow

At the end of the rainbow

We shall dance and glow

On nature’s golden plateau

Blazing, the sky sinks

Sunset kisses everything

Fall’s finale crown

Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

The Reincarnation of a Pumpkin

Here is a poem I wrote last year, and today I am posting the piece as my response to “Go Dog Go Cafe’s” Halloween-themed Prompt Challenge (Guest Submissions), and you are welcome to participate via this link … > https://godoggocafe.com/2021/10/01/halloween-themed-prompt-challenge-guest-submissions/

The Reincarnation of a Pumpkin

My locked bubble is about to go boom

A year I’ve been a stranger in my own tomb

Under a pumpkin lid, hiding my gloom

Where my world was a rotting cave of doom

Now these orange walls are my life-giving womb

Being reborn like a smiling old groom

I’m breaking away from the master’s dead blooms

Escaping on the green witch’s magical broom

Flying over the full moon of autumn

Where I’ll be able to wear my mask and costume

Hidden under my orange Kaftan from Khartoum

And I’ll invade the newsrooms, and all the children’s bedrooms

Ivor Steven (c) October 2020

Above The Surface

Inside my creative head

Blooms my minds flowerbed

Nurturing stories not to be misread

I see a pot of sapphire dust and water

The old wizard’s wondrous recipe

And drop by drop the magic potion

Rises beyond a soothing lotion

Above the cloudy clouds cotton wool

My empty sails are only half full

And my mystical galleon ship is drifting

Upon a pool of uncharted writings

Becalmed, I’m listening to a romantic viola

And waiting for a guiding tow from her golden gondola

Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2020.

Hold Your Horses

This afternoon I went for a walk to the Moorabool Valley Cafe, however the cafe was operating under strict lock-down conditions. At the cafe door, I could order a take-away coffee, where I also ordered a delicious slice of cheesecake. Luckily I had my backpack on, and the package sat easily in my backpack, and I carried the coffee, I was not allowed to stay at the cafe, nor even in outdoor patio area. Anyhow off I trek on way back to home. On the way home I knew of a park bench where I could have a rest and eat my cake, and I also took the above photos on the way back….. and everything combined to inspire me to think of a poem, while sitting at the park bench, “eating my cheesecake, and writing these words”……. .

Hold Your Horses

I’m riding my white pony from the air-force

She’s a Pegasus, and the perfect horse for this course

But are we on the right track?

Am I actually heading back?

Winging our way across the continent

My loyal stead is divinely competent

And I trust her heavenly sense of direction

Flying us towards my celestial connection