*Itmims: Ivor’s Time Machine In Micro Space
Untethering Itmims
Some like to follow the sun
Some like to fly toward the moon
Others prefer to remain grounded
Soon, I’ll be untethering my ‘Itmims’ aircraft
And zooming over to far-off Canada
To enjoy the wonders of Vancouver Island
Ivor Steven (c) May 2025
Yesterday, Michele Lee (>>https://myinspiredlife.org/2024/03/06/paper-airplane-pilot/) asked me about my “Itmims” spacecraft, which prompted me to post this poem from September 2020.
Wonderment Rings True
My imagination’s beaming
Alive and dreaming
Even when I’m sleeping
Tired eyes are peeping
Searching for the milky-way
Flying there, on my open sleigh
And sailing the air-waves
High above broadway
Steering my spacecraft, Itmims**
While reading The Brothers Grimm
And playing a tune on my old violin
The theme from ‘Lord of the Rings’
I’m a visionary Sky Pilot
With a handful of violets
Travelling beyond a silvery moon
To float upon our blue lagoon
**Itmims; ”Ivor’s Time Machine In Micro Space”….
Until Eyes Hear Sound
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Ivor Steven (c) March 2024
I am reposting this poem in response to Moonwashed’s Weekly Prompted; Becalmed
>> https://amanpan.blog/2023/12/19/moonwashed-weekly-prompt-becalmed/
Becalmed Without an Alibi
Time to unshackle my inflatable raft
And reignite my charred draft
I left floating down the river
When I was the disabled driver
Of my Itmims space craft
Sadly, the fuel tank is running on empty
And the secondhand battery is almost dry
I need to recharge my world beyond page twenty
And being becalmed is not an imaginative alibi
Itmims; Ivor’s Time Machine In Micro Space
Ivor Steven (c) December 2023
Today’s poem “Untethered”, is also an uncaptured piece that did not make the final list for the new book “Until Eyes Hear Sound”… hmmm … and I always like to get away in my “Itmims” spacecraft …
Untethered
With my back against the setting sun
I will fly toward a placid place, not yet overrun
Where the ground is not made of buried heads and limbs
I will untether my sturdy spacecraft Itmims*
And traverse the universe to discover a new world
Another planet of wonderment, yet unfurled
Where rivers and oceans are crystal clear
And unmasked, I can breathe the atmosphere
Where flowering plains are home to sacred trees
And native fauna roam wild and free
*Itmims, Ivor’s time machine in micro space
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Ivor Steven (c) October 2023
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