Throwback Friday, River Of Destiny (Revised), by Ivor Steven

Yet again the “reblog button” did not work for me today, so I have copied and pasted my article here from my “Go Dog Go Cafe” post, and you may visit there by clicking on this link >> http://godoggocafe.com/2021/10/15/throwback-friday-river-of-destiny-by-ivor-steven/”
I wrote the original version of this poem back in December 2017, and here I am presenting a revised edition that I wrote today

River Of Destiny (Revised)

I am going to see a lady of Wizardry

In the grey house of mystery

Over the bridge, strong and earthy

To find my path to bravery

Not to be judged lightly

But to be cured internally

I do bow to a Queen, so ghostly

In the castle of stone, so empty

On the edge of the Red Sea

To find my way eventually

Not to be forlorn and angry

But to face friends and foe calmly

Searching for life’s secret duty

In the distant Abbey, so eerie

Beyond the boundaries, down along the valley

To find my river of destiny

Not to be trialed for my insanity

But to be unveiled for my humanity

Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

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) October 2021

Is It True? “That Rainbows Dance At Sunset”

Featured Image Above: A big thank you to Derrick Knight for allowing me to use his magnificent ‘Sunset’ photo … see his link attached below …

Today’s poem is a combination of three, haiku/ukiah/haiku, that I made on, Colleen, Kate, and Derrick’s articles yesterday and today.

“Truth” (a Haiku for Colleen) https://bikecolleenbrown.wordpress.com/2021/10/11/the-truth-is-yours/
“A Rainbow Dance” (a Ukiah for Kate) https://aroused.blog/2021/10/11/ukiah/
“Sunset” (a Haiku for Derrick) https://derrickjknight.com/2021/10/11/todays-hobbyhorses/

Is It True? “That Rainbows Dance At Sunset”

Your soul knows the truth

Within, feel the power grow

Live, breath, touch the flow

At the end of the rainbow

We shall dance and glow

On nature’s golden plateau

Blazing, the sky sinks

Sunset kisses everything

Fall’s finale crown

Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

Birds Of A Feather

‘Birds Of A Feather’ is poem I wrote a few years ago, and I’m proudly reposting the words here to coincide with the “Indigenous Peoples Day” holiday in America on Monday 11th of October…
Below I have attached a song by Australia’s indigenous singer/songwriter Xavier Rudd … his famous classic “Spirit Bird” …

Birds Of A Feather

to colour us all tanned

black or white

didn’t seem right

even a humorous sight

maybe blue and green

would’ve been a better blight

and I’ve been told orange

is a preferred skin tone

best we have more colours

I’ll go buy the paint drums

toss them together

shaken, not stirred

into one huge cocktail dish

and use a whale-hair paint brush

we’ll all be covered the same

a faded colour purple

like tarnished rain clouds

not too dark

not too proud

not too white

just bright enough

to see the light

Please Note: The featured image above, is called ‘Four Birds’, by an Australian artist, Patsy Anguburra Lulpunda, at the Aboriginal Art Gallery

Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

Advance Bookings

I have thirteen available chairs

Here at the bottom of His stairs

And a dozen of them are still empty

Despite the neon sign saying “No- Vacancy”

Obviously the advance bookings

Were quickly taken

Wisely heeding the prediction

That our world was breaking

Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

A Courtyard Song

A Courtyard Song

The spring morn is crisp

Sun-rays cling onto my chest

Porridge and lemon-ginger tea

Refresh my sleepy soul

Courtyard flowers arouse my eyes

Music vibrates the air

With a piano tune from Ludovico Einaudi

And Frankie quietly watches on

I write a comment for Derrick

His home in England needs a plumber

Then I send a song to Susi in America

To compliment her lovely ‘Fall’ poem

Carolyn’s words enrich my heart

But she will need her tissues

When she plays the video/music song

Only 8.00 am, and my message box is full

And now, the old poet’s day begins

Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

A Rainbow Spark, (a Tanka)

To see a lark soar

High above the rainbow arch

Reignites my spark

Despite the afternoon dark

Of cold hailstones, hard and sharp

Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

Illumination (a Tanka)

The “Weekly Prompts” Wednesday’s Challenge is; QUIET PLACES. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here . My poem Illumination is in response to the prompt

Illumination (a Tanka)

A sunny spring sky

Softly caresses my thighs 

Displacing old lies

And illuminates my eye 

To the universe’s dye

Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

Cast In Marble (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 “Cast In Marble”, 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/cast-in-marble/

Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

Dreams Unseen

Dreams Unseen

I cannot run no more

And I cannot swim the sea

But I can fly

In my sky of dreams

I have stopped climbing trees

And I cannot move mountains

But the highest peaks

Are not in my dreams

I have not embraced the mystery

Of my universe

Nor found my shining star

But I am here today

Floating on my ocean of dreams

Ivor Steven (c) October 2021