A Grey Disguise (a Tu-aiku)






A Grey Disguise (a Tu-aiku)

Grey clouds fill the sky
Humidity’s on the rise
Birds are in disguise

Rain begins to fall
My grey tracksuit is wet through
Frankie’s a white sponge







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Until Eyes Hear Sound

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Ivor Steven © April 2025

Day 5 of the WordCrafter Poetry Treasures 5: Small Pleasures Book Blog Tour

This is Day 5 of the WordCrafter Poetry Treasures 5: Small Pleasures Book Blog Tour:
Today’s presentation is by Michelle Ayon Navajas. It features Barbara Harris Leonhard reading her poem “Sleeping with Giants.”

Please click on the link below
to read Michelle’s excellent article. I assure you that her informative post is well worth reading.

Purchase Link: https://books2read.com/PT5-SmallPleasures




Ivor Steven (c) April 2025

Day One (Lest We Forget)

“Day One” a poem I wrote in April 2022 for ‘Anzac Day’ … Lest We Forget …





Day One

Before Day One

I wished upon a star
That the milk-bar
Was not too far away
My life’s bread was crumbling
My weathered hands were fumbling
Witnessing the Last Supper was humbling

Day One

There, beyond the darkness
Out in the universe
From a million light-years away
Under an alien’s microscopic frame
We would all look the same

After Day One

I wished for the dust to settle
Then waited for rusted gunmetal
To mature into household kettles
Whistling hallelujah to new sunflower petals





This graphic Music/Video by the Pogues “needs no more words”




Ivor Steven (c) April (Anzac Day) 2025

Throwback Friday, Did Your Heart Stop Too?

Thirteen 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








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Ivor Steven © April 2025

A Lonely Crescent Moon





A Lonely Crescent Moon



Today is one of those days
Sitting here, at the city by the bay**
Watching daylight’s grand display

The salt water is pearly and lyrical
The sea air is clean and soothing
The whispering breeze is gentle and cool
The sky is a velvety blue
The hovering clouds are fluffy and white
The sunshine is pure and warm

And my lonely crescent moon
Is expecting me home soon



** City by the Bay, Geelong, Australia, sits on the shores of beautiful Corio Bay, just 73 kilometres southwest of Melbourne.






Ivor Steven © April 2025

No More Sugar and Spice





No More Sugar and Spice

Under the dry sky’s grey umbrella
I saw a small flock of noisy Corellas
Forlornly fossick for leftover shoots
In between the naked tree roots
And the paddock’s desiccated ground
Sadly, there was no dried-up spice to be found

The drought’s hungry field mice
Had devoured everything nice








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Ivor Steven © April 2025

Hope (a Haiku)






Hope (a Haiku)

I see peace and love
Here, on the wings of the dove
Where hope never dies








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Ivor Steven © April 2025

How To Eat An Easter Egg


Here is an ‘Easter Poem’ from my archives. This one is from Easter, 2021





How To Eat An Easter Egg



[i] Carefully choose your Bunnies and Eggs
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 its ears




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






Ivor Steven © April 2025

Sunday Shroud


Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is the word Obsession. To visit their fabulous site, please click on >> Here.
Some people say that I am obsessed with taking photos of the daytime moon … which is probably true, but in my poem today, I am using the ‘moon’ as a metaphor for ‘Easter Sunday’ …




Sunday Shroud

now you see me
now you don’t
I’m as pure as the driven snow
and I covertly nudge my way
through the cumulus clouds
looking for that opening in the sky
where I can display my Sunday Shroud
and dispel that dreaded prophecy
“He does not return”






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Ivor Steven © April 2025