Memories – Page 13 – Ivor.Plumber/Poet

Rumblings (a Senryu)

Rumbles from above

My soul hears the mountains call

The heart slows and falls

Ivor Steven (c) February 2022

I Confess

there is a darkness

within us all

waiting i confess

for that beckoning call

i am a mere man

her glass jar

folds in my hand

housing her lonely star

like lava bleeding into the sea

her beckoning green eyes

did melt me

Ivor Steven (c) February 2022

Underneath (a Senryu)

The scars never sleep

love, pain, go beyond skin-deep

underneath they weep

Ivor Steven (c) February 2022

Talking to the Moon

in my hazy bedroom

it is unexplainable

what I say to the moon

and there is that secret

unknowable connection

an unmistakable tune

received in an echoing response

from my unattainable moon

Ivor Steven (c) January 2022

Dust and Rain

Feature Image Above: A watercolour painting by Carole Steven.

Dust and Rain

Life eventually returns to dust

Think me morbid if you must

Funerals do that to me

Eulogies sting me like a bee

That gentle bite numbed my mind

To that sea of blurry faces, sincere and kind

My selfless tears did drown

In memories of pain

Of her being lowered down

On that day when I could not stop the rain

Ivor Steven (c) January 2022

Hello dear readers, I had a difficult time writing this poem, as my thoughts were jumband confused, but eventually after toiling away, I think the piece gradually developed into something resembling my initial dreamy thoughts … And then I could not make up my mind on the title, between “A Shining” or “One More Spoonful” ..

Featured Image Above: My photo of a piece of street-art in Geelong

One More Spoonful

I was reading my never ending story

about crossing the rivers of time

and climbing a mountain of dreams

then along the crest of a misty waterfall

a mysterious rainbow appeared at dawn

as a shimmering glimmer of hope

and above my unreachable horizon

there was a shining

tempting me to turn around

and resume paddling upstream

to where I could savour

a spoonful of life’s cream

Ivor Steven (c) January 2022

“Crawling Out of a Dark Void”, is up at Coffee House Writers Magazine

Hello dear readers and followers, as you may know, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Crawling Out of a Dark Void” 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/crawling-out-of-dark-void/

Ivor Steven (c) January 2022

Right or Wrong, It’s Your Song (Revised)

Today I read these incredible words on Colleen Brown’s “The Chatter Blog” site.

“Tho’ my voice maybe tuneless
Don’t discount my song
My song sings emotion – pitch perfect” … Faherty Brown

Here is the link to Colleen’s article >
https://bikecolleenbrown.wordpress.com/2022/01/05/my-soul-sings/

And after reading her beautiful quote … a poem that I wrote back in May 2018, now appears to be more meaningful than what I originally thought my words were about.

Right or Wrong, It’s Your Song (Revised)