Category: Photos

Pockets Full of Stars

 

Pocket Full Of Stars

 

I’ve been sleeping with memories

Here in my brother’s house

A home, away from home

I’m quietly laying here

In a warm cosy bed

Happily wiping away stars

From my night-time eyes

And up on the bedroom wall

There’s a picture of tranquillity

A painting familiar to me

Created by the hands of an angel

Pastel sky and a calm blue sea

Precisely how she viewed the world

A place of peace and serenity

I’m smiling under these loving tears

Knowing she’s within me every year.

 

Ivor Steven (c). July 2020

Ocean Spirit

Dawn sunshine awakens my weary bones

And I hear the early birds are singing

About my day’s visions of flying towards home

Then I remember the tune and start humming

 

As the windless sky beckons my ocean spirit

It’s time to travel beyond these noisy urban alarms

Sit upon cool sand, and listen to the waves lyrics

Rhythmically roll into my waiting arms

 

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  July 2020

 

A Brick Wall Comes Alive

Over the last two weeks I’ve had the pleasure of observing a creative piece  of street-artwork evolving on a corner shop wall, at nearby the ‘Box Office Cafe’, where I like to enjoy a coffee and cake…  The wonderful painting, inspired me to write this little poem.

 

A Brick Wall Comes Alive

 

There, before my smiling eyes

An old brick wall comes alive

A colourful display, growing and flowing

There’s flowers and faces glowing

Within artistic creations of finesse

Upon every brush-strokes progress

The facade’s sharing her party dress

And she’s dancing in the streets to impress

 

Oh..  At Carolyn’s request, here’s pic’s of my coffee & cakes….

 

 

Ivor Steven (c) July 2020

Brave Knight

In these times of oppressing days

Pressing engagements are on delay

Souls are in need of a valiant Knight

To pull us from this pool of fading light

A quicksand of swallowing gloom

Rules and restrictions clinging to every room

Oh. Brave Knight save us from doom

Roll away the dark stone covering our tomb

Bring us your enlightening thunderbolt

A silver torch of liberty to our vaults

Ivor Steven (c) July 2020

Wizard, (a Haiku)

Back in 1972, I was a great fan of the band, ‘Uriah Heep’, and I’d play the song “Wizard” on my record player, every chance I had. The music was magical, and the lyrics superbly depicted the feelings within my heart …. and my visions of a more peaceful and harmonious world, might soon be achieved……. That was nearly 50 years ago, and I vividly remember the song, but I’m afraid the world has forgotten the “Lyrics”

 

Wizard  (a Haiku)

 

Mysterious dreams

Magicians run amok

Wizards remember

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  July 2020

 

The Wizard. Lyrics by Uriah Heep

He was the wizard of a thousand kings
And I chanced to meet him one night wandering
He told me tales and he drank my wine
Me and my magic man kind of feeling fine

He had a cloak of gold
And eyes of fire
And as he spoke I felt a deep desire
To free the world of its fear and pain
And help the people to feel free again

Why don’t we listen to the voices in our hearts
‘Cause then I know we’d find we’re not so far apart
Everybody’s got to be happy
Everyone should sing
For we know the joy of life
The peace that love can bring

So spoke the wizard in his mountain home
The vision of his wisdom means we’ll never be alone
And I will dream of my magic night
And the million silver stars that guide me with their light

 

Polar Bears and Cold Sheep

hello world, do you see my frown?

will the blizzards ever calm down?

will the rains ever soften the ground?

will the tears of silence be the only sound?

 

the frozen wounds are deep

the mountains of snow are steep

humans need to stop being cold sheep

and begin taking their own individual leaps

 

the rewards of being nice

far outweigh this world of ice

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  July 2020

Paradise Beach

 

Paradise Beach

 

on and on we must go

we the mighty who dare

to venture above and beyond

our drab old vaudeville show

 

join the journey of discovery

out there in search of the Milky Way

swim on our universe’s distant shores

where there’s sure to be a stellar star

completely made of compassion

held together by oceans full of love

 

our beach, a united paradise

one nation, within our reach

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  July 2020

Tullawalla #18 “I, Can Breathe”

Hello dear readers and followers. Over the last 3 days I’ve been preparing and typing madly, to produce my Eighteenth Tullawalla Poetry Booklet….. Because of my recent health issues, the setting out and formulating of the booklet has been quite a task for me….. And I apologise for my absence from your blog sites… my ability to do more than one thing at a time, is now very limited….Anyhow, for new readers that don’t know about these booklets, they are basically the reason why I write poetry. I produce the booklets for the sole purpose of raising funds for my favourite charity organisation, the MS Society, in Australia via the MS Charity Shop here in Geelong. And actually all money’s I receive for any of my poetry .via, submissions, I donate to the MS Society…. I’m proud to announce, that the sale of my “Tullawalla Booklets”, have now gone pass $1300.00, … to all the lovely readers, who have donated, to help achieve such a wonderful amount, a big heartfelt thank you, from “us” and the MS Society … …..Amazingly, there is now a total of “736 poems”, in my collection/series of 18 Tullawalla Booklets. This booklet is finally completed, and ready for sale now !! As always, they are available for purchase, either as a hard copy or a PDF format….. All proceeds go to the MS Charity Shop, here in Geelong West….. Please contact me here through my website page and I can chat about arrangements from there…. Oh, the booklet is called “Tullawalla: “I, Can Breathe”… …. And here is the link to my website >> https://ivors20.wordpress.com

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Ivor Steven (c) July 2020.