Category: Music

Did Your Heart Stop Too?

Ten years ago today, it was the “Time” that I made a “heart stopping decision”


Did Your Heart Stop Too?


Did you cry too?

When the doctors told you

She was not going to recover


Did they ask you too?

About what you already knew

It was time

To flick the switch

And dim her light


Did your heart stop too?

Knowing

You had emptied her shoes


Did you sleep there too?

During those infinite days of blue

Softly holding her hand

And not letting go


Did you weep too?

Blankly alone

In her full room

Waiting

For her last silent breath






Ivor Steven (c) April 27th 2022

Day One, 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 “Day One”, is in this weeks edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below to read my poem, at Coffee House Writers >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/day-one/







Ivor Steven (c) April 2022

When You Can See, It’s A Crime To Be Blind




Did you see the sunrise this morning?

The horizon was like a golden blind


Did you read the news at lunchtime?

The headlines were dark and unkind


Did you watch the night sky fall this evening?

The stars looked like yellow pieces of shrapnel


Do you know our planet earth?

Exists only as a moment in time


Do you know that the universe?

Created all reason and rhyme


Do you understand Mr Shootin’ Putin?

That you are the world’s worst crime

Heartlessly deaf, cruelly dumb, and compassionately blind






Ivor Steven (c) April 2022

A Universe Above The Sky

Walking in the rain

Wearing water-logged boots

I am dodging millipedes

And hopping over puddles

With the footpath crickets


I see a universe above the sky

As the liquid clouds

Drop their weight

Upon my empty hands

Filling them with verses

Of memories and rhymes






Ivor Steven (c) April 2022

How To Eat An Easter Egg

Here is another ‘Easter Poem’ from my archives. This one is from Easter last year (2021)





How To Eat An Easter Egg



[i] Carefully chose your Bunny’s and Egg’s

But the “Violet Crumble” box is a MUST

Deliciously smooth and tasty



[ii] Wisely place your purchase in the fridge

Australia always has a hot Easter weekend

And judiciously push the Easter delights towards the back



[iii] Patiently wait until Sunday morning

Stoically obey those traditional procedures

Mine were eaten by Saturday evening. How did you go?



[iv] Delicately unwrap the colourful foil covering

I have diligently preserved the shiny shells since my first egg-hunt

Then gently nibble open the pointy end of the exposed Egg



[v] Fiendishly devour the irresistible chocolate

Until you are more than fully satiated

Then voraciously attack the bunny and bite off his ears




WHOOPS !! surprise, surprise … that rascally easter bunny has
left me some “Eggs” to find on Sunday…
WARNING: This article is posted for Austraian audiences, however
‘International’ followers may read the below instructions at their
own RISK !!









Ivor Steven (c) April 2021

A Third Eye is Watching 

Happy 75th birthday to my dear departed wife Carole, and I am also celebrating the 10th anniversary of her passing from this world.
Featured Image above: Is a collage I created from 2 of Derrick Knight’s photographs, and thank you to Derrick, for allowing me to use his photos here in conjunction with my poem. >> https://derrickjknight.com/2022/04/15/swarms-of-moths/



A Third Eye is Watching 


When your emotions begin to flow 

Do your senses amplify and grow? 


Bodily aches and mental strains intensify 

Your flooded brain feels like a third eye 

Wondering why? 

You are paddling knee-high 

In yesterday’s goodbyes 


Today my universe 

Hovers above my verse 

And there is no reason to cry 

While her soul resides high and dry



 




Ivor Steven (c) 17th April 2022

Jingle Jangle for My Easter Bonnet

Another Easter poem from 2 years ago, that I also posted on Throwback Friday, over at Go Dog Go Cafe >> https://godoggocafe.com/2022/04/15/throwback-friday-jingle-jangle-for-my-easter-bonnet-by-ivor-steven/

Jingle Jangle for My Easter Bonnet


My notebook’s running on empty

There’s pages of invisible words

And blue lines are leaping forward

Leaving my empty threads behind


I have empty socks

Lining my holey pockets

And my mouldy purse

Is loosely tied to my Easter bonnet


How am I going to fly?

Without costly wings

I’ve not even a jingle jangle

Of silver change


And my dream’s destination

Now seems out of range

But I don’t need to travel too far

To reach my Easter avatar






Ivor Steven (c) Easter 2020