Waiting

My new book “Tullawalla”, is due to be released on 30th March, and for preorder, here are the links

Barnes and Noble..  Tullawalla by Ivor Steven, Kerri Costello, Hardcover | Barnes & Noble® (barnesandnoble.com) 

Amazon..  Amazon.com: Tullawalla eBook: Steven, Ivor, Costello, Kerri, Harris, patricia: Books 

www.books2read.com/Tullawalla 



Today I went through my initial notes that I made while selecting poems for my book, and it appears that I ‘culled’ 25 poems, that didn’t make the final list, and here is another poem that was ‘cut’ from my new Book “Tullawalla”

Waiting

The earth is waiting

Sick of human’s, and their time wasting

Waiting for their promised cheers

Waiting for less destructive years

Will they give her resolutions of better times?

Will they read, Thor’s neon signs

Will they notice, a smoke covered sun?

Will they be able to breath the air, as a united one?

The earth cannot watch, nor wait

While human’s feed their own greedy plate



Why are they celebrating?

Like blind fools, that are always pretending

As if nothing is going wrong

They can hear the whales crying songs

They can see the polar caps are melting

They can taste the venom of government’s lying





Ivor Steven (c) Jan 2020



Disappointments


My new book “Tullawalla”, is due to be released on 30th March, and for preorder, here are the links

Barnes and Noble..  Tullawalla by Ivor Steven, Kerri Costello, Hardcover | Barnes & Noble® (barnesandnoble.com) 

Amazon..  Amazon.com: Tullawalla eBook: Steven, Ivor, Costello, Kerri, Harris, patricia: Books 

www.books2read.com/Tullawalla 




I think I have given you all enough sneak preview poems from my ‘Book’, so over the next few weeks I’ll be presenting some of my poems that nearly made their appearance in “Tullawalla”, and ironically Disappointments didn’t make the cut…

Disappointments

Life is full of disappointments

Of our physical and mental laments

There is the disgruntled type

When we are stood down

Years of loyalty all for naught

Leaving you downcast and distraught

There is the disheartened letdown

When we are stood-up again

Yesterday’s promise, today’s voiceless ghost

Leaving you an empty chair and sadly aghast

There is the frustrated fiasco

When we are stood upon

Months of being a washout and a physical mess

Leaving your body punished and almost useless

Dismayed and in disarray

When we are misunderstood

Decades of disenchantment, but undefeated we stay

Knowing we all experience disappointments on life’s causeway






Ivor Steven (c) August 2019

Magnetic West



Magnetic West

Adrenaline flow has trickled to a stop

My wildest dream has cascade over the top

I have dizzily had my head in the clouds

My mind is now frazzled and proud

Best I slow down and rest

Away from my magnetic writing desk

Sit at my refuge, the Box Office Cafe

A place to relax and enjoy a coffee

Where I can be tempted by their cake selection

The banana and coconut slice tastes close to perfection

And I will have a convivial chat with my friends

My Dragon, the wise owl Oscar, and Phillip the penguin




Ivor Steven (c) Feb 2021

Winter Rose

Today, here again I am presenting another ‘5min’ poem that I have written at one of Ali Grimsham’s ‘Writing Circle’ Zoom meetings that I attend on Monday’s, but sadly this was my 5th and final session with the group, and I would like to thank Ali for giving me an opportunity to participate in such a fantastic event … Here is the page link to get more information about the next “writing circle” event. https://flashlightbatteries.blog/online-writing-circles/ Tickets by donation. All are welcome.

Winter Rose

I am soundlessly staring

Out the frosty window

Looking at a sunny patch in the snow

Where a single winter rose grows

And here beside the fire flame

I warm my bare toes

I feel their numbness

That only my hand knows






Ivor Steven (c) Feb 2021

Comfortably Numb

Again it’s that time of the week where I present another ‘5min’ poem that I have written at one of Ali Grimsham’s ‘Writing Circle’ Zoom meetings that I attend on Monday’s, but sadly this was my 5th and final session with the group, and I would like to thank Ali for giving me an opportunity to participate in such a fantastic event … Here is the page link to get more information about the next “writing circle” event. https://flashlightbatteries.blog/online-writing-circles/ Tickets by donation. All are welcome.

Comfortably Numb

I cannot feel the sleet

Numbness finds my feet

I stand alone in the icy rain

Senseless, without pain

I lean against a bitter wind

Coldness wrinkles my skin

I silently cringe and cower

My nakedness needs to be scoured





Ivor Steven (c) Feb 2021

A Special Poetry Day

Yesterday I had the privilege to attend a book launch day, for fellow local Geelong poet, Jeremy Palmer. To purchase his book, you can contact Jeremy through the following links >> http://www.jeremypalmerpoetry.com >> http://www.instagram.com/jeremypalmerpoetry >> http://www.facebook.com/jeremypalmerpoetry >>


A Special Poetry Day



A balmy Saturday afternoon

At the Analogue Academy commune

I have not been here to this special venue

Since the start of our world’s year of upheaval



I am attending Jeremy Palmer’s book launch

A poetry book aptly named “Poems of Pilgrimage”

The gathering is probably the maximum allowed

And there is friendly conversation buzzing from the crowd



I sense a clear aura of anticipation

As Jeremy’s readings become our minds hydration

His words are full of harmony and imagination

And he invites us into his heart’s instrumentation



And entertaining the mesmerized audience further

We listen to the glorious voice of a local singer

‘Arjuna’ has written a melody to one of his poems

A fitting finale to the day’s poetry emporium





Ivor Steven (c) Feb 2021

Here’s a favourite poem of mine from Jeremy’s book

A Fern Called ‘Hope’

A Fern Called “Hope”



I am home again

How did that happen

I wonder about life

Watering my fern called “Hope”




Tell me how

There is more to life

Now that I am home

Eating bananas and ice-cream


Tell me when

There is more to life

Now that I am home

Listening to tunes of mine



Tell me whatever

There is more to life

Now that I am home

Drinking a red wine


Tell me why

There is more to life

Now that I am home

Dreaming of you tonight


Memory Questions

Today I am presenting the “second” ‘5min’ poem that I wrote at Ali Grimsham’s ‘Writing Circle’ Zoom meeting, that I attended on Monday this week, and this was my 4rd session/week with the group, and I am having a delightful time. Here is the page link to get more information about the next writing circle. https://flashlightbatteries.blog/online-writing-circles/ Tickets by donation. All are welcome.


Memory Questions

Where do timeless memories dwell

Why don’t they stay in their padded cell

Where are the corridors of their whisper taunts

How do they escape the deepest of haunts

Why emerge on every celebration day

Who is in charge of the padlock today





Ivor Steven (c) Feb 2021

Who Hears Me

Again it’s that time of the week where I present another ‘5min’ poem that I have written at one of Ali Grimsham’s ‘Writing Circle’ Zoom meetings that I attend on Monday’s, and this was my 4rd session with the group, and I am having a fantastic time … Here is the page link to get more information about the next writing circle. https://flashlightbatteries.blog/online-writing-circles/ Tickets by donation. All are welcome.


Who Hears Me


My ears are funnels

But I do not want to hear

The voices


My lips do part

But I do not speak

The words


My knees do bend

But I cannot sit

While I can still stand


My eyes are open

But I do not want to see

My shadow falling





Ivor Steven (c) Feb 2021