On my morning walk I took these interesting photos
Gatherers
There!
In the forest fringe
Gathering among the leaves and bark
Stood wooden knives and forks
The forks way outnumbered the knives
Why?
Were the splintered knives
On the cutting edge of extinction
Have the forks?
Wisely discovered the point?
That being one of nature’s gatherers
Is the only way to survive humanities
Wasteful and wanton waves of settlers
Ivor Steven (c) October 2022
This weekend, on Weekly Prompts, the challenge word is: Review (2). Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here.
Below is my review of of C Faherty Brown’s new book “Another Yellow Door”, and you may visit her site via this link>> https://bikecolleenbrown.wordpress.com/
“Another Yellow Door”, by C Faherty Brown, my Review.
And you find Colleen’s book on Lulu Books, and also read all the other great reviews via this link >> https://www.lulu.com/shop/c-faherty-brown/another-yellow-door/paperback/product-r9jk4m.html?q=another+yellow+door&page=1&pageSize=4
“Another Yellow Door” enticingly invites you to join Bronagh on her travel log of adventure across USA, via an “off the beaten track” journey. Bronagh has converted her purpose-bought cargo van into a self-contained home on wheels, which has a distinct side opening “Yellow Door”. The door on her van proves to be like a yellow honey hive, attracting various characters who are openly curious enough to enquire about Bronagh’s fascinating van and her journey’s adventures. Bronagh is brave, but not overly confident of what she wants to achieve, or the actual purpose of her quest. She doesn’t know where she is traveling to, or why she is traveling in that direction … No Matter, jump aboard, sit in the empty passenger seat and enjoy the ride. You won’t be disappointed with where ever her journey happens to take you, and you’ll be more than enchanted with whoever she meets along the way. There were times I smiled with tears of joy and sometimes I cried tears of sadness … and overall I thoroughly enjoyed reading “another” fabulous book by C Faherty Brown
My collection of Colleen’s fabulous
I think Colleen has the same number of books as “Leonard Cohen” in my bookcase.
Ivor Steven (c) August 2022
I’m reposting this poem of mine from August 2020, for two reasons. 1. The poem gives me a chance to present one of my favourite songs by Leonard Cohen. 2. I like this poem, because the piece is open for the reader to interpret my thoughts images in whatever way their feel is right for them.
Who’s Rowing My Boat in the Dark?
Am I in hibernation?
Or am I lacking inclination?
Am I awake and living?
Or just lying here dreaming?
Why do I dream so much?
Visions feel alive to touch
Half-awake, I scribble these notes
Half asleep, am I falsely afloat?
On my mystical Noah’s Ark
Have I the right to ask?
Who’s rowing my boat in the dark?
Is it Her, my brave Joan of Ark?
This weekend, at Weekly Prompts the challenge word is: Focus. Please go and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here … and below is my response to their prompt; Focus …
Fiery Pearls and an Ambient Eye
“Since I don’t believe in anything
I can pretend about everything” … (anonymous)
The stars are the universe’s fiery pearls
And when smoke falls into my eyes
Her fading ashes singe my heart
The silver moon is my world’s ambient eye
And when my mind falls out of focus
His silvery beams enlighten my soul
Ivor Steven (c) July 2022
New Born Lambs
Here, on the edge of suburbia
Wide bitumen rivers
Plough through barren fields
On nearby deserted hills
Giant man made towers pierce the clouds
The midday winter sun
Forgot to open her eyes
And failed to warm
The frost bitten land
Where new born lambs
Tremble and struggle to stand
Here, I silently search
For her guiding hand
While passionately waiting
For Mother Nature’s last command
Ivor Steven (c) June 2022
We walked pass the ‘Imagination Garden Kindergarten & Childcare’ centre this morning, and I was reminded of this poem I wrote in August 2020, when the building was being constructed. All the photos in my post here today were taken this morning at the “Imagination” centre ..
Imagination (revised)
Boldly, the sign “Imagination” is written on the wall
The silent gift of creativety that is given to us all
Imagination looks beyond the distant horizon
To where a blue sky unites the oceans
Imagination looks above the gathering dark clouds
To where a golden sun dispels all doubts
Imagination looks inside the essence of nature
To where a nurtured animal instinct matures
Imagination looks outside the boundaries of mankind
To where a human mind can roam unconfined
And peacefully co-exist nonaligned
Ivor Steven (c) June 2022
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