Hello dear readers and followers, as you may know, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Loose Pebbles”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below to read my poem at Coffee House Writers …
>>https://coffeehousewriters.com/loose-pebbles/
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
A special mention and thank you to Ingrid, for being the source of my inspiration behind my words today, with her very intriguing poem “Reclusive Romance”, you can visit her fabulous site by clicking on this link >> https://experimentsinfiction.com/2021/11/11/reclusive-romance-poetry-dverse/#more-17442
We Are Strange
how high is the sky?
how warm is the air?
how strong is wind?
can we fly without?
celestial wings
how deep is the river?
how cold is the water?
how strong is the current?
why do we always need?
a search warrant
why do we still jump in?
why do we still try to swim?
do we want to know?
the answers
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
For this weeks “Throwback Friday” article over at Go Dog Go Cafe, I have chosen my poem “Foreign World”
‘Foreign World’ is a poem that I originally wrote in December 2017, and here today this a revised version from April 2019.
Featured Image Below: reproduced here with the kind permission of, Derrick Knight
Foreign World(Revised)
I’ve been stuck inside this shabby carapace
Wondering if I’ll ever be able to about-face
Maybe I could borrow my angel’s wings, unfurled
Explore and travel the open foreign world
Time has come, to escape this holding place
Discovering, I’m able to find lost grace
To wander the harvest field
Now I see beyond the shield
Rid the shackles of my broken heart
Return to reality, and apply for a restart
Healthy enough to hide from prying ghouls
Free to walk past the tardy bar stools
Go flying, with all the other old fools
And paddle ankle-deep in life’s distant pools
Ivor Steven (c) April 20190
G’day, and welcome to my blog site…
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The Wednesday Challenge from “Weekly Prompts is: QUIET . Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here. .. and the poem “Silent Moon” is my response their prompt
Silent Moon
Hello!
Is anybody out there?
Watching our universe
Spinning in reverse
Am I the only one in town?
Whirling around upside down
Hello!
Is anybody listening?
To our guiding star
Playing accoustic guitar
Or am I just a lonely old moon?
Waiting to be serenaded by a lunar tune
Resonating through the universe
Singing a hallelujah verse
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
sometimes my mind feels as big as the ocean
other times my mind is a grain of sand on the beach
sometimes I wonder how vast is this universe
other times, I am only a speck of dust dispersed
sometimes I feel my star is reaching out for me
others times I am a fish swimming alone in the sea
sometimes I hear the humming of birds and bees
other times I am deaf to the hallowed sounds of dying trees
Sometimes I see the dark side of the moon after midnight
other times I am blind to the world’s unnatural blights
sometimes I am asleep, and all I ever do is have silly dreams
other times I am awake, and only care about strawberries and cream
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
Five years ago
On that day
I cried
I cannot forget
The death of a ladies man
When he found his, sisters of mercy
On this day, hallelujah
I now, fondly remember
By the rivers dark
In the land of plenty
Our, Field Commander Cohen
Singing from above, in his, Tower of Song
Attached Videos Below are in order of appearence in “Italic song titles“ in my poem above.
On That Day
I Cannot Forget
Death of a Ladies Man
Sisters of Mercy
Hallelujah
By The Rivers Dark
In The Land Of Plenty
Field Commander Cohen
Tower Of Song
Ivor Steven (c) November “7th” 2021
Today’s poem, is a piece I originally wrote in June 2017, and the words were influenced by Leonard Cohen’s song, “Show Me The Place”, and this being the 5rd anniversary of his passing, I thought it an appropriated day to re-post my poem. I’ve revised the poem a couple of times, the original title was “Violin Strings”, but overall, the meaning of my words have stayed intact.. The Featured Image above, is scanned copy from, “The Wordless Songbook”, Leonard Cohen, by George A. Walker, book cover print, (A book, in my personal library)
Strings
I’m singing a song, about you
Singing words, both wistful and true
From my heart to my soul, the veins
They’re as tight as violin strings
I needed you, to take my hand
Take my hand and show me the way
Show me the way, to a formal debut
Show me the way, into your dancing shoes
I needed you, to take my dreams
Take my dreams and show me how to behave
Show me the way, to your family home
Show me how to drink, from your holy grail
I needed you, to take my open heart
Take my heart and show me how to pray
Show me the way, into your world
Show me how to fly, in your milky way
I needed you, to write some heavenly notes
Take my violin and show me how to play
Show me the way, to your harp’s wings
Show me the way, into your heartstrings
Ivor Steven (c) November “7th” 2021
My tribute post for Leonard Cohen, up at “Go Dog Go Cafe”
This Sunday 7th of November, will be the fifth anniversay of Leonard Cohen’s passing. On that day 2016, I wrote this poem “Home”, as my little tribute to the man who was my personal muse and mentor for over fifty years. Back then my words were inspired by his song, “Show Me The Place” … and now I have to add “Thank You For Dance” Leonard Cohen …
Home
Take me to my home
Home is where my heart is
Home is on that windy hill
Home is a secret valley
Home is a heavenly cloud
Take me to my home
I’m waiting here all alone
I’m packed ready to go
I’m departing this old place
I’m leaving this world behind
Take me to my home
I know the beyond will be greener
I know you’ll there
I know you’ve been waiting
I know you’ll hold me again
Hold me…
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I am pleased and proud to announce that my two ‘Doggie’ poems Lily and the Lizard of Wizardry & My Girl, were published in the Positive Words Magazine, October Issue. and thank you to the Editor, Sandra, for selecting my poems… For further information about this fabulous Australian magazine, visit their site via this link > https://positivewordsmagazine.wordpress.com/
Attached below, I have scanned the poems directly from my copy of the Magazine
Lily and a Lizard of Wizardry
My Girl
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
A big thank you to Ingrid > ExperimentsInFiction, for accepting my late entry into her Halloween/ Sonnet Sunday list of articles that she posted on her site..visit her fabulous site via this link >>
https://experimentsinfiction.com/2021/11/01/sleepy-hollow-by-ivor-steven-sonnetsunday/
Featured Image above, and the Photo below, are by Derrick Knight, and thank you to Derrick for kindly allowing me to reproduce his photos on my site.
Sleepy Hollow
We come from a land down-under
Where men eat green pumpkin and cucumber
Our bayside town is called Sleepy Hollow
Where the nights are too quiet for owls and swallows
Here, Halloween spirits live beyond the outer limits
And are only allowed to visit at sunsets dying minutes
During the full moon’s twilight zone
We drink goanna juice from orange cones
And consume barbecued prawns by the dozen
While watching the bon-fires glow above the blue horizon
We send our children to gather grubs and magic mushrooms
From the haunted paths between the old witch’s tombs
And when they return we all fly away on iridescent brooms
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
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