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Golden Pond

This week, the Weekend Challenge from Weekly Prompts is the word: Compare. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> HERE …
In my poem below I have tried to ‘Compare’ the big pond created by our recent heavy rain, with the big, big pond that the “Apollo 13” space capsule had to find in 1970, when their mission to the moon was aborted due to an on board explosion half to the moon …

Golden Pond

Last night I watched an old movie

A dramatic true story

About the Apollo 13 mission

To the moon

During the film

I could hear the pounding

Of heavy rain on my iron roof

In the morning

Despite the water-logged ground

I went for my walk

And found a muddy golden pond

Had flooded the forest floor

In ankle deep water

I stood and wondered

About the Apollo 13 astronauts

Who had failed in their quest

To walk on the moon

Despite the traumatic problems

Of the aborted journey

They miraculously managed to return safely

And land the space capsule

Upon the earth’s golden pond

Ivor Steven (c) October 2022

Throwback Friday, Poetry in Motion, by Ivor Steven

Go Dog Go Café

A Poem I wrote in May 2020, which now appears in my book “Tullawalla”. The poem is in “Chapter 9, Not Horror, But Weird”, on page 140.

Poetry in Motion

I was searching for words

Maybe the script’s lost in celluloid

I’ve a pile of empty poems

Frustratingly strewn

Here, there and everywhere

But I hear them whispering

“We’re not finished yet

Do not leave us for dead

Under this thick biblical heap

Please tend to your lost sheep”

The mound of poetry pages

Began chanting louder

And I was silently listening

To their distant preaching

But I’m not that proud

And I quickly lit the gunpowder

Ivor Steven (c) May 2020

G’day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I’m an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who…

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Intoxicating (a Haiku)

A big thank you to Colleen for inspiring these words
>> https://bikecolleenbrown.wordpress.com/2022/10/12/into-the-warmth/

Intoxicating (a Haiku)

To breathe the cool breeze

Pass under my verandah

Intoxicates me

Ivor Steven (c) October 2022

I Did Not Hear The Midday Chime

Featured Image Above: Photo by Derick Knight, and I have used the photo once before in another poem (>> https://ivors20.wordpress.com/2021/12/01/time-watches-over-us/) . Again, thank you to Derrick for allowing me to use his photos on my site.
>> https://derrickjknight.com/

I Did Not Hear The Midday Chime

I slyly look up

In silent amusement

At the old chiseled face

Of my grandfather clock

And I see his shaky hands of time

Are too meek and tired

To strike the midday chime

I slowly close my eyes

Overused muscles are cramping

Weakened bones feel brittle

This complicated mind is exhausted

And my dream needs to sleep

Before I am able to write another rhyme

Ivor Steven (c) October 2022

My Neighbour Wasn’t Mowing His Lawn, (Tullawalla, page 144

My Neighbour Wasn’t Mowing His Lawn (Tullawalla, page 144)

I saw a broad sign, painted by His hand

the words, I did not understand

I thought why? Put another brick in wall

ascending the crooked ladder, too afraid to fall

there I stood alone, and stared

above the galaxy’s glare

my retinas were burning

last night’s moon had fallen

beyond the broad blue dawn

and my neighbour wasn’t mowing his lawn

I then saw in our narrowing crevasse

the universe, in a blade of grass

Ivor Steven © October 2022

Here Comes the Sun Again, is up at Coffee House Writers Magazine

Hello dear readers and followers, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Here Comes the Sun Again”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below to read my poem, at Coffee House Writers.
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/here-comes-the-sun-again/

Ivor Steven © October 2022

Echoes (3 Haiku)

The three Haiku that make up this one poem, originate from three different sources.
The first stanza/haiku was inspired by Jez’s Haiku
>> https://jezzieg.com/2022/09/30/haiku-427/
The second stanza/haiku was inspired by Bartholomew’s Fraiku
>> https://bartbarkerpoet.com/2022/09/30/fraiku-follow-the-money/
The third stanza/haiku is a haiku I created for this post

Echoes (3 Haiku)

Some human critters
Can be thoughtless litterers
Nature’s enemies

Co-operate greed
Unlimited boundaries
Without compassion

An unknown poet
Scrawls on recycled paper
Words become echoes