a worrying time
sometimes
feeling homely and mellow
other-times
lonely and hollow
sometimes
looking tall and green
other-times
small and unseen
sometimes
sounding sacred and relaxed
other-times
wasted and axed
nature’s forests
living wonders to enjoy
not an oppressor to destroy
Ivor Steven (c) September 2022
Slow Motion (a Haiku)
Spring grass, lush and green
Yellow flowerbeds abound
Butterflies slow down
Ivor Steven (c) September 2022
Our snail slithers in
From beyond the flooded ground
His home’s high and dry
The world continues to cry
Wallowing in it’s own sty
Ivor Steven © September 2022
Presenting another poem from my new book “Tullawalla”
I wrote “My Broken Mast” in January 2020, and the poem appears in my new book “Tullawalla”
My Broken Mast
Yesterday, a sudden stormy gale
Ripped through my leafy sail
And tore my oldest branch down
Crashing onto the ground
Leaving my main mast, hurtfully marred
A long open wound, and I’m painfully scarred
Mother, will dry my weeping tears
And I’ll recover to live another thirty years
Fatefully, my debris fell safely
All my owner’s guests escaped injury
And I left their ship damage free
Tomorrow they’ll clear my messy sea
Then rest under the shade of me
Ivor Steven (c) January 2020
G’day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I’m an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those…
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Thank you to Ryan Stone for being the source of my inspiration behind the words in this Haiku. Visit Ryan’s fabulous site via this link >> https://daysofstone.wordpress.com
Our Weeping Forest (a Haiku)
Who is listening?
Within the weeping forest
On the edge of time
Ivor Steven © August 2022
Hi dear readers, I’ve found another poem that is in my files, but does not appear on my Website … now I am wondering what happened to my website entries between the 16th and 19th of October last year … it’s a mystery to me??
Spring’s Renewal
Spring has sprung again
With a burst of sunshine
Between old storm clouds and new rain
While life’s decor is being redesigned
Winter’s open wounds
Are washed clean
Last year’s fragile blooms
Are due back on the scene
Ivor Steven (c) August 2022
Here is a poem that is in my files, but does not appear on my Website, maybe I deleted the post accidentally …
The World Could Be Falling Down
I was walking in yesterday’s deluge
up a steep holy hillside
talking to my fading shadow
that was stalking deep puddles
while I was balking today’s thunderbolts
my knees were knocking in fright
and my hips were rocking like Noah’s Ark
while shovelling leftover manure in the dark
nature’s mocking the world full of old lonely hearts
and blocking the future’s already drowning restart
Ivor Steven (c) August 2022
Hello dear readers and followers, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem“A Weloming Roar”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below to read my poem, at Coffee House Writers.
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/a-welcoming-roar/
Ivor Steven (c) August 2022
There beside the path
A robust green stalk appears
Renewal is here
Nature’s reclaiming her crown
A sunflower tall and proud
Ivor Steven (c) August 2022
The weekend challenge on Weekly Prompts is: Review. Please visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here … Below is my response to their prompt, and you are quite welcome to ‘Read and Review’ my poem “Urban Glare”
Featured Image Above: by Derrick Knight >> https://derrickjknight.com/2022/04/28/across-the-stream/
Urban Glare
Down into the valley
I wander
Away from urban glare
Beyond reach
Of those who do not care
About nature’s faded flare
Along a cool creek
I wander
Away from urban air
Beyond sight
Of those arrogant stares
Who do not see nature’s plight
Ivor Steven (c) July 2022
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