The Corellas usually fly too high for me to capture good, in-focus photos on my iPhone, but luckily for me, today the birds flew over quite closely.









Ivor Steven (c) April 2025
The Corellas usually fly too high for me to capture good, in-focus photos on my iPhone, but luckily for me, today the birds flew over quite closely.









Ivor Steven (c) April 2025
This is the Final Day of the WordCrafter Poetry Treasures 5: Small Pleasures Book Blog Tour:
Kaye Booth, our editor, is wrapping up the WordCrafter Poetry Treasures 5: Small Pleasures Book Blog Tour. We’ve all had a great tour this past week
Please click on the link below to read Kaye’s informative article.
Purchase Link: https://books2read.com/PT5-SmallPleasures
Ivor Steven (c) April 2025







Over at Weekly Prompts, it’s the last weekend of the month, and it’s time for the One Day Prompt. To visit their fabulous site, please click on >> Here …
Sailing Back in Time
One day, my mind was sailing
down the river, and daydreaming
about being in a kindergarten.
Back to where time began,
in a colourful garden of fun.
Where nursery rhymes were real,
and friendly fairies lived
in the neighbouring field
Back then, love was homespun
And given freely to everyone
Ivor Steven (c) April 2025
This is Day 6 of the WordCrafter Poetry Treasures 5: Small Pleasures Book Blog Tour:
Kay Castaneda is giving today’s presentation. It features DL Mullan reading her poem “Daybreak.”
Please click on the link below to read Kay’s informative article.
Purchase Link: https://books2read.com/PT5-SmallPleasures
Daybreak, by DL Mullun
Daybreak
The heavy sky lightens.
Night retreats.
Illustrious topaz hues sharpen until the grand arc
is a cascade of brilliant blue tones.
Cloudless, the sea’s reflection smooths away
any hint of the cosmic shroud.
Behind the rays, stars slumber and planets wait.
Yet, the moon hangs there: tranquil and sheer
an unfinished watercolor, framed.
Never ceases to reveal itself, the satellite balances
the Earth and shifts the tides.
Now, the once opaque sphere fades away; time reaffirms
that this guardian too must conceal her mysteries.
Although the waning gibbous departs, she remains our
silent company throughout the constellations.
Daylight irradiates.
The waking world glows
Ivor Steven (c) April 2025







A Grey Disguise (a Tu-aiku)
Grey clouds fill the sky
Humidity’s on the rise
Birds are in disguise
Rain begins to fall
My grey tracksuit is wet through
Frankie’s a white sponge

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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 © April 2025
This is Day 5 of the WordCrafter Poetry Treasures 5: Small Pleasures Book Blog Tour:
Today’s presentation is by Michelle Ayon Navajas. It features Barbara Harris Leonhard reading her poem “Sleeping with Giants.”
Please click on the link below to read Michelle’s excellent article. I assure you that her informative post is well worth reading.
Purchase Link: https://books2read.com/PT5-SmallPleasures
Ivor Steven (c) April 2025
“Day One” a poem I wrote in April 2022 for ‘Anzac Day’ … Lest We Forget …
Day One
Before Day One
I wished upon a star
That the milk-bar
Was not too far away
My life’s bread was crumbling
My weathered hands were fumbling
Witnessing the Last Supper was humbling
Day One
There, beyond the darkness
Out in the universe
From a million light-years away
Under an alien’s microscopic frame
We would all look the same
After Day One
I wished for the dust to settle
Then waited for rusted gunmetal
To mature into household kettles
Whistling hallelujah to new sunflower petals
This graphic Music/Video by the Pogues “needs no more words”
Ivor Steven (c) April (Anzac Day) 2025
Thirteen years ago today, it was the “Time” that I made a “heart-stopping decision”
Did Your Heart Stop Too?
Did you cry too?
When the doctors told you
She was not going to recover
Did they ask you too?
About what you already knew
It was time
To flick the switch
And dim her light
Did your heart stop, too?
Knowing
You had emptied her shoes
Did you sleep there too?
During those infinite days of blue
Softly holding her hand
And not letting go
Did you weep too?
Blankly alone
In her full room
Waiting
For her last silent breath

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Until Eyes Hear Sound
Lulu Books >> Until Eyes Hear Sound (lulu.com)

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 © April 2025
Thank you to Carla for her fabulous Promotional Post about “our” Anthology, Poetry Treasures 5: Small Pleasures
Please click on the link below to read her entire article …
Ivor Steven (c) April 2025