Hello dear readers and followers, I am again writing for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Darkness”, 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/darkness-2/
“For a friend who decided to leave us without saying goodbye”
Ivor Steven (c) February 2024
Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge, is the word; Single … please visit their wonderful site by clicking on >> Here …
My poem below is a “singular”(private), message of sympathy to a friend on WordPress
In Response, I Say
As my tears pass by
I caress my salty eyes
It could be the humid weather
Or the gentle touch of a quill’s feather
No matter, life, brings us together
Ivor Steven (c) December 2023
A poem I originally wrote in November 2019 during the devastating bushfires that were engulfing Australia … due to recent tragic events, I am presenting a revised version today …
Above the Flames (Revised)
Mother nature has decided
Humans!
You’ve been given eons of time
Humans!
You’ve held the torch, but failed to see the light
Our Mother
Is rekindling her furnace
She’s back-burning her own forests
Projecting black smoke signals
Obvious messages, to feel, hear and see
Yes Father
Where there is smoke, there is fire
She’s furious, and our planet’s ablaze
Sisters and Brothers
Feel her scorching heat
Blistering your swollen feet
Hear her crackling explosions
Piercing your deafened eardrums
See her soaring flames
Blinding your greedy eyes
Humans!
There’s no point, looking up to the sky
Seeking your saviour in heaven
You are not in charge
Abandon your selfish barrage
Our Mother
Controls your clouds and rain
It’s time to show her Kindness, and end your pain
Ivor Steven (c) August 2023
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!!
He shot all the children down
Sandpits fill with blood
Bullets again pierced our hearts
Rightful laws still can’t be found
Ivor Steven (c) May
Introduction
Naked I stand before Him
Stripped of common decency
Debased, I kneel crying
Sad words fall like rain
Tanks are still rolling
Over the Ukraine
My Tanka’s are scrolling
Down their bloody drains
Tanka #1. Sad Sky
False words smudge old clouds
Gray clouds hang under sad sky
The sad sky decries
“Children are our butterflies
And please stop the warring lies”
Tanka #2. Broken Biscuits
Life is imperfect
Like broken war-time biscuits
Re-connection waits
Reconciliation stops
Life’s sweet shortbread’s unopened
Tanka #3. Abandoned
May the stormy winds
Calmly abate in Europe
And bring peace quickly
Do not forget the children
We cannot abandon them
Epilogue
Cover me
Give me beauty
Inspire me
Calm me
Save me
From that deadly bee
Above the Black Sea
Ivor Steven (c) March 2022
Today’s path is a moist slipway
Of moss covered tears
Sliding into His sacred bay
Full of dreams from bygone years
Silently revealing ripples of calmer days
Ivor Steven (c) Feb 2020
My tears are only droplets
Into a sea of grief
Despite my cloudy tears
I see, there above
The night sky is clear
Despite my inner gloom
I see, there above
A bright crescent moon
Despite my blinding wonder
I see, there above
She’s cradling a shining star
Ivor Steven (c) Jan 2020
Sorrow
A young light has gone
May my tears anoint his soul
Taken far too soon
Ivor Steven (c) Jan 2020
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