Nurture, Give, and Receive
It’s a material world
That leaves us in a whirl
What we really need
Is a planet without greed
That needs our minds to proceed
By growing and nurturing her seeds
Then our journey becomes that of the giver
Rather than being nature’s grieving receiver
Ivor Steven (c) December 2021
Featured Image Above; and the two images below, are photos from Derrick Knight’s recent post “Pool Patterns”, and you may visit his article by clicking on this link
>> https://derrickjknight.com/2021/12/16/pool-patterns/
Pool Patterns
Future Skies
An old graceful world
Shimmers upon mirrored pond
Timeless images
Nature’s blameless history
Awaits future smogless skies
Ivor Steven (c) December 2021
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Featured Image: Geelong Floating Xmas Tree-2 | Russell Charters | Flickr
Today on Weekly Prompts the Wednesday challenge is: CHRISTMAS DINNER. Please visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here. .. and my poem ‘Christmas Lights’ is in response to their prompt …
Christmas Lights
A year of standing alone
Without the normal crowd
Talking to no one
Silence was far too loud
Shut in and locked down
Disinfected and scoured
Months of writer’s cramps
An elbow’s old nerve soured
Numbness travels to hand
Dumbness seemed to be allowed
December’s faltering days
Turned into Christmas lights
And a New Year causeway
Seems to be within sight
Ivor Steven (c) December 2021
Hello dear readers and followers, as you may know, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Afloat”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below to visit my poem, at Coffee House Writers …>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/afloat/
Coffee House Writers
Afloat: This poem is about living in these confusing times of the “Covid” pandemic, and the constant uncertainty of handling normal everyday tasks.
Written by, Ivor Steven Est. reading time I min
Ivor Steven (c) December 2021
New Horizons
The calm whispering sky
Becomes the morning’s warm foot-bath
While doggie paws wander on the winding path
Dawn’s old cogs begin grinding
Rusty axles are slowly turning
Daytime wheels start rolling
Time never stops revolving
New seasons always keep evolving
And summertime lights up new horizons
Ivor Steven (c) December 2021
The Wednesday challenge, on Weekly Prompts is: CHRISTMAS SPIRIT Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here .. and the poem below is my response to their prompt
By Chance a Glance, While Christmas Shopping
I saw her
We were crossing in opposite directions
Then ironically
We happened to end up at the same cafe
What do you say?
When you have forgotten her name
How to begin?
Time has flown by
Since we last met
Oh well, here I go
Walking across the cafe
Towards her table
She catches sight of me
Her eyes happy in acknowledgment
“Hello Janine”
Yes! I remembered that smile
We gleefully grinned
And chatted as good friends do
Neither of us could recall
How many years it was
But no matter
We continued our jovial banter
Ivor Steven (c) December 2021
Hello readers and followers, I am happy to say that I am home after my operation on my elbow and recovering well ..
Kissed By An Angel
According to ancient folklore
From foreign shores
I should be grateful
For being kissed on the cheeks by an angel
However, many moons ago
When I was a young beau
I had pimples in my dimples
Now I am old and single
My dimples look like moon craters
Full of freckles and wrinkles
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
The words of this poem were inspired by comments that I left on Colleen’s and Donna’s post’s recently [ https://bikecolleenbrown.wordpress.com/ and https://www.djranch.org/ ], and the Featured Image Above, is one of Derrick Knight’s fabulous photos [ https://derrickjknight.com/ ] …
Time Watches Over Us
ours is not to reason why
for we are merely a fly
in the bigger sky
just passing by
however!
we do not stop learning
because every day
teaches us something new
and!
we cannot cease loving
because every day
our universe
creates something new
for us to love
yes!
the wheels of time
do not stop turning
and grandfather clocks
do not stop chiming
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
Hello dear readers and followers, as you may know, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my Tanka “In The Blink Of An Eye”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below to read my poem/Tanka, at Coffee House Writers …
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/the-blink-of-an-eye/
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
Ironically or coincidently, after re-posting several poems from my hospitalisation time three years ago … I suddenly found out that I am to be back in hospital for a short stay during the week … but I am only going up to level four, not that far from the ground floor, and within a short walk to the front door …
A Sudden Change of Plans
Early on Friday
I received a phone call
From the Geelong hospital
Informing me that my elective surgery
Was unexpectedly moved to be on next week
Then suddenly
Early this morning
Under the precautionary health guidelines
I was sent to be tested for the ‘Covid’ virus
And now I am in home isolation
For the next three days
Prior to my left elbow surgery
Early Wednesday morning
If everything goes according to plan
And all being well
I should be home
Early Wednesday evening
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
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