Beyond the shimmering sand
And a comforting hand
A gracious spirit is in command
Wandering along life’s deviations
Are not treasonous reactions
A change of mindset to the left of centre
May create a mystical adventure
Tonight there shines a super-moon
Bring a bowl, cream, and spoon
And share in the sweetness of pink moonbeams
That revive lost souls and sanction forgotten dreams
Ivor Steven (c) April 2021
Here is a poem that I posted on the Go Dog Go Cafe’s, Throwback Friday segment, a few hours ago. I’ve made a few little changes to this poem, that I originally posted on my site on August 24th 2017. I think my updated version added some softness to my poem. Please go over and visit the fabulous Go Dog Go Cafe site by clinking on this link >> http://godoggocafe.com/2021/04/30/throwback-friday-memory-rain-by-ivor-steven/
Memory Rain
Every time I opened our photo album
I saw her personal emblem
Every time I turned about-face
I felt pain and soft rain again
Every time I switched on the screen
I waited for a different dream
Every time I tried another channel
I cried during the battle
Every time I played another sad tune
I sang until the next full moon
Every time I walked out the back door
My head would be in the clouds
Every time I looked up to heaven
My angel stood waiting at the gate
I’d see the rain on her face
And I’d feel the memory rain again
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
Today I visited the “The Hue and Cry collective” art exhibition, with paintings by 3 talented local Geelong artists, Jenna Kernaghan, Daniel Hunt, and Nelson Ruler. The theme of the exhibition was “Chromatic Phenomenon”, and the Lowercase Poetry members were encouraged to go along and be inspired to write an Ekphrastic poem about the paintings… I have attached some photos of paintings, and my resultant poem …
Chromatic Pulse
words are emotions
the emotions of love and pain
words are eye-drops
the eye-drops of sunshine and rain
words are blood
the blood in oceans and drains
words are aromas
the aromas of flowers and grains
words are watered sand
the watered sand of trees and plains
words are dreams
the dreams in stars and heavenly gains
Ivor Steven (c) April 2021
Patience drifts around the clock
Patience floats in dry-dock
Patience hovers in transit
Patience belies my spirit
Patiently I walk
Patiently I talk
Patiently I listen
Patiently I have forgiven
Patience is the essence
Patience is my sentence
Patience is my burden
Patience is my warden
Patiently I wait
Patiently I update
Patiently I sleep
And alone I weep
Patiently I Compromise
Patiently I will arise
Patiently I mutate
Patiently I will gravitate
Patience commands my time
Patience is my crime
Ivor Steven (c) April 2021
I’m a day away from yesterday
And a day away from tomorrow
I need to borrow another day
Time is running away
Time is bursting at the seams
Time is melting into moonbeams
The hour is now
The hour is how
Between here and then
Beyond why and when
Where is the power in my pen?
Show me the tower of zen
Ivor Steven (c) April 2021
Build me up, knock me down
The grass is green, my paddock is brown
And I watch my dream’s intrepid journey
Turn into a vagabond without an attorney
My book of magical words is mortified
Locked away, untried and unidentified
Now a piece of petrified wood on the mountainside
Is there a release button for the certified
I shall escape to the chromatic lakeside
And reclassify my reflection as unqualified
Ivor Steven (c) April 2021
I’m feeling very honoured and proud to have to my poem “Where’s That Dream” published by Vita Brevis in their annual anthology, and thank you to the editor Brian Geiger, for accepting my submission.
I can’t thank the community enough. Whether you’re a poet whose work is featured in the new collection, a Vita Brevis regular, or a reader, you’ll find something to love.
As you all know, these anthologies keep the lights on for Vita Brevis! Thanks for making this a reality, and congratulations to all poets who made it in.
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Ivor Steven (c) April 2021
Here is my ‘Throwback Friday’ poem I posted on “Go Dog Go Cafe” today ..
Today’s poem is one I origanally wrote in the Autumn of 2018, and here I have made a few word changes, but without altering the calm aura of the moment…
A Writers Aviary (Revised)
A cool autumn morn
Another new dawn
I am refreshed, I am alive
I roll myself over
Onto my tummy
Elbows on my pillow
The curtains are open
Gazing out the window
Through the leaves and red flowers
Of my red Bougainvillea
My courtyard’s looking homely
A bower scenery
My beautiful fernery
Full of nature’s greenery
I am feeling cosy and dreamy
Comfy in my writer’s aviary
Ivor Steven (c) April 2021
G’day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I’m an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about…
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Here I have revised yesterday’s poem ‘A Line in the Sand’ … by adding a stanza at the start, and a change to the final line … I’m not sure, but maybe the alterations are Ok…
A Line in the Sand (Revised)
Did you hear the latest hocus pocus?
About the world’s leaders lack of focus
And resembling old smokeless dragons
Can you sense the reloading of guns and cannons?
In my mind, I am searching for the olive tree
Please come walk with me
We will go to the seashore
And watch the dove’s soar
Hold my other hand
As I scribe a line in the sand
A message to the sky
Love and peace I decry
Will I receive an honest reply?
Or nothing, but more blind eyes?
Ivor Steven (c) April 2021
I am searching for the olive tree
Please come walk with me
We will go to the seashore
And watch the doves soar
Hold my other hand
As I scribe a line in the sand
A message to the sky
Love and peace I decry
Will I receive an honest reply?
Or are we still on standby?
Ivor Steven (c) April 2021
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