My Door’s Firmly Shut

Good morning dear readers, It’s a chilly Sunday here in Geelong, but it’s bad, my sister is coming down from Ballarat and we are going out for lunch. Cyndi will be staying inside, curled up next to the heater…..

My Door’s Firmly Shut

Early Sunday morning

At my desk

Writing in pencil

The inks frozen

No joke

Send the firewood

Light up my heart

With soulful words

Give my fingers a start

Knuckles are throbbing

An arthritic chill

My dog’s coughing

Poor little girl

She feels it too

Ah, not to worry

A sombre smile

A sun-ray

Shining through

Thawing my will

Freeing my quill

Ivor Steven. (c) July 2019

Cold Rain

Haiku: Cold Rain

Time’s, I played in rain

Today I worked in the cold

Wet and shivering

Autumn’s fat rain drops

Have lost their warmth and softness

Winter’s hard as ice

Ivor Steven (c) July 2019

Good Morning From Cyndi

This gorgeous boarder is a precious reminder, that it’s time !! for Ivor to become a doggie owner again. I’m thoroughly enjoying her company and her love.

I’m Not Too Tired, Yet

Yesterday, I was dead tired

Today, I sternly asked

Why does life have to be such a task ?

Then I quietly answered myself

Life is like a bean-stalk

Isn’t it ? My son

Whilst we are climbing high

Reaching for the sun

I cannot wait, for tomorrow’s snow

I’m not ready to go

I’m yet to repaint the sky

Again, I’ll have to learn how to fly

Ivor Steven (c) July 2019

An Empty Shell

I’m a broken stick

Hit by a tonne of bricks

I’ve stroke fatigue

Tiredness out of my league

The psyche says go

My body says no

Yesterday everything was fine

Today nothing is mine

Only rest and sleep

Not even a sneaky peep

They say, what’s wrong

I say, who’s playing my song

They say, you look ok

I say, I cannot stay

Read us your poem

No ! I want to go home

Don’t spoil the show

I’m an empty shell, they do not know

** Please note: Feature Image above, copied with the permission by Niki Flow, this is her blog site. https://under1000skies.org/

Ivor Steven (c) July 2019

Witty Butterfly

Thank you Yonnie:

Haiku…Witty Butterfly

via Haiku…Witty Butterfly

singing butterfly

decrees, have my wings and fly

join me in the sky

-Ivor

Special thanks to Mr. Energizer, himself, for dedicating and honoring me with my First Haiku.

I’m truly excited, humbled and grateful. Your such a wonderful friend, encouraging and supportive.

Ivor posted the Haiku in the comment section, after reading my post Witty Butterfly Post. I was eluded. Ivor’s Creative Poetic Charm flourishes with so much joy.

Witty…Butterfly

Thanks again Ivor,

Yonnie💜

InHisCare

Eating Our Own Waste

Is It only me ?

that feels this way

my thoughts gushing out to sea

without knowing what to say

our world is being flushed

down the sewer drain

water-rat politicians eating leftover crusts

every-time our dying clouds rain

never ending, poisoning of the bays

strangling plastic bags

suffocating polystyrene trays

wrapped in bloody newspaper flags

animals killed by our waste

governments retain their ego for greed

T.V. and press reports, via copy and paste

while our planet’s going to seed

are we trying our best ?

for the creatures in need

stop, this shitting, on our own nest

how much more can the oceans bleed ?

Ivor Steven (c) July 2019

White Clouds Over Forest Floor Snail Trails

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