




Blowin’ in the Wind (a Haiku by Frankie)
Back where I belong
Here on windy hill, Geelong
Where long ears blow wrong
Ivor Steven (c) October 2925





Blowin’ in the Wind (a Haiku by Frankie)
Back where I belong
Here on windy hill, Geelong
Where long ears blow wrong
Ivor Steven (c) October 2925
A big thank you to David, of “The Sheptics Kaddish” for inviting me to co-write a “Rengay.” I cannot remember having written a collaborative poem before, but it was so much fun to mix words with such an accomplished writer.
>> https://skepticskaddish.com/2025/10/02/beasts-feast-famines-rations-or-a-rengay/
By Ivor and David
Beasts’ feast; Famine’s rations, or: A rengay
(Ivor)
i’ve no appetite
to be the new King’s taster
bad seeds don’t regrow
(David)
little princeling muffles heave
spits foie gras into goblet
(Ivor)
royalty’s snobbish ways
are wasted and inconsequential
to hungry grazers days
(David)
pastures lie barren
herders curse the banquet hall
torches flare outside
(Ivor)
the underworld cries
darkness falls on vacant eyes
(David)
pomegranate blood
stains her lips with endless oath
frost devours the bloom
Ivor Steven © October 2025
The title of my new booklet, “Home Away From Home”, mainly consists of poems from my amazing holiday to Canada, ‘Before, During, and After.
FREE PDF COPY >>> Links Below
Hello, dear readers and followers. As you may know, I stopped producing my “Tullawalla Booklets” at #31 because that was the house number of our family’s Tullawalla Homestead.
However, the booklet format is a superb way for me to catalogue the vast number of poems I produce, and as the saying goes, “I Am Turning Another Page”. Here I have begun a new series of poem booklets, called “Shangri La”, the name of my little Villa, and it is my piece of “earthly paradise, a retreat from the pressures of modern civilization”.
I now have “2141” Poems filed in these booklet formats!!
(On my bookshelf, I have “The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson, which contains 1775 poems … when I first started writing poems, I never envisaged that I would produce so many poems)
Click on >> Here, for the link to your FREE: PDF Copy of “Shangri La, Volume 16, Home Away From Home”
OR … Shangri La Volume 16, Home Away From Home.pdf



Home Away From Home
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On an island under the northern stars
Among the giant evergreen cedars
Within my personal astrodome
Feeling at ease in my home away from home
I am on top of the world
Uncurling my ancient bones, yet unfurled
Giving my weary soul another joyful whirl
In a land covered by forests and berries
Living a dream on an island with magical fairies
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Ivor Steven (c) September 2025








The Fantail and the Magpie (a Tanka)
The flighty fantail
Asks the majestic magpie
“Who is the swiftest
Between the moon and the sun?”
“Yes, you! But I soar higher”
Ivor Steven (c) October 2025






“A gentle landing after an adventurous voyage—my Itmims returns from Canada.”
Dream On
From above and beyond the clouds,
I eventually floated down to the ground,
Softly landing among the bemused crowd —
They were both startled and spellbound.
That my ancient Itmims* spacecraft
Had negotiated the vast Pacific Ocean,
Like ‘Thor Heyerdahl‘s Kon Tiki’ raft…
Despite the wilderness’s rocky passage,
And my damaged undercarriage.
* Itmims; Ivor’s Time Machine In Micro Space

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Until Eyes Hear Sound
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Perceptions:
Amazon >> Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
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Tullawalla:
Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books
OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com
Ivor Steven © September 2025





The Dragonfly and the Wattlebird (a Tanka)
The dragonfly asks
“Am I the king of the sky?”
The wattlebird says
“You are only a small fry
And you’ll fly below my wings”
Ivor Steven (c) September 2025
Before going over to Gabriola Island, we (me, Penny & Dave) had lunch with Dave’s sister, Sandra, and husband Jordon, at the charming Gina’s Mexican Cafe in Nanaimo


The inviting Gina’s Mexican Cafe




My scrumptious lunch


Left to Right, me, Jordon, Sandra (Dave’s sister), Dave, and Penny. Then Sandra and Dave

And a great time was had by all.
Ivor, Sandra, Jordon, Penny, and Dave
Ivor Steven (c) September 2025



The Spider and the Hummingbird (a Tanka)
The spider declares
“Please do not listen to me”
The wee bird responds
“You must keep spinning your web,
And I shall hum for more light”

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Until Eyes Hear Sound
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Perceptions:
Amazon >> Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
Lulu Books >> Perceptions (lulu.com)

Tullawalla:
Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books
OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com
Ivor Steven © 2025
On this day, my cousins, Penny & Dave, took me to a local Maple Bay pub for lunch to meet their friends, Joan and Darcy.
After lunch, we went for a scenic tour around the Maple Bay and Genoa Cove area.


The Lion Rampant Scottish Pub. Lunch with Dave, Penny, Joan, and Darcy


The Balcony


The picturesque views from the pub’s balcony


Maple Bay Marina




Ivor Steven (c) September 2025
Today’s Throwback Friday Poem is another poem from my book “Tullawalla”, which I originally wrote in September 2019
A Chalice of Champagne (Tullawalla, page 103)
Once upon a time
In the days of rhyme
When learning to climb
I saw my neon sign
Slowly die by design
An angel’s teardrop fell
Ringing the church bell
And missing my empty well
From the tower of song, I wanted to yell
But life does not let you dwell
Despite the annual September rain
I trekked over flooded plains
Avoiding delta swamps of pain
Scaling the same old mountain again
Searching for our chalice of champagne
Ivor Steven (c) September 2025