Less Than Half
My timeline has been drawn
I see the sky’s white swan
Casting shadows on my lawn
Reminding me of tomorrow’s dawn
After twilight, tiredness becomes my thorn
And I have forgotten why I was born
No matter, I am never forlorn
Half of my horizon is still fawn
Ivor Steven (c) July 2025
Half Way
Half of me
Is moving forward
The other half
Is lost
In the sky
Wondering why
We live
And then die
Half a cloud
My silent shroud
Slides sideways
And allows me
Half a moment
To feel more than proud
Among the crowd
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Ivor Steven © July 2025
Winter Sun (a Haiku)
Serendipitous
Winter sun, brightens the sky
And the setting moon
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The Featured Image above is a photo of the Birthday Card that I received today from a dear friend who lives in Selangor (Malaysia), which is on the Equator.
A Butterfly’s Heart
Part I, Heart to Heart
An equatorial butterfly
Landed softly in my hand
Sat upon my sleeve
And looked at me inquiringly
“We need to have a heart-to-heart chat”
Then said
“I’m here to regenerate your wings.
Join me in the sky, and follow your dreams
before tomorrow’s dust, waves you goodbye”
Part II, Dreams of the Heart
I cannot walk the continents
Like the intrepid Marco Polo
But my feet have felt the sands of time
Pass between my toes
I have not sailed the high seas
Like the courageous Christopher Columbus
But my body has bathed
In an ocean full of kind hearts
I’m yet to fly in space
Like the brave Neil Armstrong
But I have reached for the stars
And touched my soul’s dreams
Ivor Steven (c) July 2025
Hello, dear readers and followers. I write for Coffee House Writers magazine (USA) fortnightly, and my poem “Now Falls Into Then” is in this week’s edition. …
To read the poem, please click the link below to visit my Coffee House Writers Magazine article.
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/now-falls-into-then/
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A tautogram is a type of poem where every word in the poem starts with the same letter.
Mercurial Magpie (a Tanka/Tautogram)
Majestic magpie
Morally magniloquent
Magnanimous maid
Minstrelly melodious
Mankind’s mindful masterpiece
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Until Eyes Hear Sound
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Tullawalla:
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Ivor Steven © July 2025
Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is Intoxicating. To visit their fabulous site, please click HERE
Winter Flowers (a Tanka)
Striving for sunlight
Winter blooms know how to catch
And absorb the warmth
From the cloudless icy sky
Without waiting for springtime
The Sigur Rós song “Með Suð Í Eyrum”—which translates to “With a Buzz in Our Ears”—is a poetic and emotionally charged exploration of sensory overload, communal struggle, and the quiet persistence of life’s deeper rhythms.
Ivor Steven (c) July 2025
Today’s poem is a verse/comment I posted on Beth’s (I Didn’t Have My Glasses On) article on Thursday.
>> https://ididnthavemyglasseson.com/2025/07/10/we-need-new-knights-but-without-swords-dejan-stojanovic/
Our White Knight (a Micro Poem)
Delightful moonlight
Morning, day, and night
Timid and bright
Our wistful White Knight
Ivor Steven (c) July 2025
A Lonesome Old Wind
Parading, brazen and proud
Clumps of grey clouds
Plough across the sky
Too windy
For the solitary magpie
Too cold
For the ants and rabbits
Our walking track
Is devoid of doggies and humans
Except for Frankie and I
And the ‘I’ in Ivor
Must stand for
‘I’ am a survivour
Ivor Steven (c) July 2025
Riding on the Moon (a Tanka)
Surfing through the clouds
Like a tumbling white beach ball
The afternoon moon
Catches the fresh ocean breeze
And rolls toward the night sky
Ivor Steven (c) July 2025
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