I was at my local library yesterday, and it occurred to me, that I’ve been visiting the same quaint little library for over fifty five years…. !! And from those thoughts and many memories, I wrote this Haiku.
Haiku: My Word Vault
All my soulful words
Lay within your open vaults
Where my dreams began
Above Photos: My little Geelong West Library The spectacular Geelong City Library
Ivor Steven (c) September 2019
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Haiku: A Glow
The sky isn’t all grey
Behind dark clouds there’s a glow
Where light grows brighter
Ivor Steven (c) September 2019
Close-up and personal, yep, these are photos of cobwebs hanging up around in my place, which I took for this weeks photo prompt: The Saturday photo challenge here on Weekly Prompts is : Close
Haiku: Welcome To My Web
Spiders web of love
Glossy skeletons ignored
Entrapment awaits
Ivor Steven (c) August 2019
Close-up and personal, yep, these are photos of cobwebs hanging up around in my place, which I took for this weeks photo prompt: The Saturday photo challenge here on Weekly Prompts is : Close
Haiku: Welcome To My Web
Spiders web of love
Glossy skeletons ignored
Entrapment awaits
Ivor Steven (c) August 2019
Radiant, I stand before the setting sun
I see a fiery circle, finishing her run
Heading to sleep, upon the horizon
Sinking away, from her day of diamonds
She was glowing all day, a gem of the sky
Where a windless spirit polished her golden eye
Ivor Steven (c) August 2019
The car is garaged, left without a driver
I’m pedalling Yorkie, like a morning biker
Then catching the exit bus, and going down-town
Limping around, like an old clown
Lugging my back-pack, from bus to shops
And plumbing jobs are stuck on stop
My purse strings, hold only tattered seams
Dreams of travel, have run out of steam
Just a writer geek, at his computer desk
Unshaven, winter hibernating, feeling grotesque
Here waiting for spring, to thaw my paws
And to keep warming up the exit doors
Ivor Steven (c) August 2019
Haiku: Wake Up
Today birds didn’t sing
Tonight the moon is silent
Tomorrow needs love
Ivor Steven (c) August 2019
Eyelids are heavy and tired
Overcome by the dazzle of razzle
My heart lays here empty
Softly yearning inside my chest
This mind of mine, feels worn and torn
Time is tick-tocking, constantly chiming
Ringing, between today and tomorrow
While the poets pen is scrawling
Knots on blue paper lines
Hanging them out, to dry and die
My arms are slowly fluttering
Searching for yesterday’s wings
As I continue to walk my journey
With this rusty and ageing limp
The lyrics of the ‘Airbourne Toxic Event’s’, song below, I think are profoundly outstanding, and well worth reading as you listening to the tune..
Ivor Steven (c) August 2019
This weekend on photo challenge the Weekly Prompts is. Size Matters.
Hello my dear readers, sorry that I’m a bit silent this weekend, and maybe for the next few days as well, I’m not feeling the best, hopefully I’ll be back to my happy self soon… xx
Haiku: Timeless
The size of our soul
Inside the beat of our heart
That is what matters
Ivor Steven (c) August 2019
I’ve walked a thousand lonely miles
Looking for her everlasting smile
Gradually scaling Ararat’s steepest cliff
There, sipping from the grail’s cup of youth
I’ve travelled to the edge of time
To find the final word of rhyme
Where my sunrise soared into the sky
To recapture her last goodbye
Then I crawled on my hands
Searching for that broken line in the sand
I’ve dug myself a hole, deep into space
To join her spirit and grace
Releasing my star into the universe
And I awoke, to write more of this verse
Ivor Steven (c) August 2019
