Category: Poems

Are we a modern reflection of the moon?

Just a spoilt man with a silver spoon

Torn, tarnished, and running out of room

Where even the green witches have lost their brooms

A lonely planet of rocky dunes with a sun-burnt crust

Dark craters for oceans and rivers of dust

No vegetation to feed on, nor furry animals to kill

Only smelly whale bones and rotting pelican bills

Madly we think there is another new world

Just jet away to, and breed more crazy boys and girls

Our mad scientists know, humans have shamed mother earth

And we are entirely to blame for defiling her worth

Ivor Steven (c) October 2020

Trying to Leave Something Behind



My old pen is a blunt knife

Scraping along the edges of life

Hanging on by my fingernails

To the ancient spirits that fill my empty sails



My days are Leis of greys

Yesterday’s clouds a sky ballet

Today, here comes the suns soothing rays

Turning my grey horizon into a rosy bouquet



My pages of endless blue lines

Are becoming tomorrows book of wisdom and rhymes

My volumes of dreams are now to be a reality

Retrieving hidden debris from under my courtyard fernery

Ivor Steven (c) October 2020

Hello dear readers and followers. During these days of continuing restrictions, I’ve been preparing and typing madly, to produce my Twentieth Tullawalla Poetry Booklet….. For new readers that don’t know about these booklets, they are basically the reason why I write poetry. I produce these ‘home-printed’ booklets for the sole purpose of raising funds for my favourite charity organisation, the MS Society, in Australia via the MS Charity Shop here in Geelong. And actually all money’s I receive for any of my poetry .via, submissions, I donate to the MS Society…. I’m proud to announce, that the sale of my “Tullawalla Booklets”, have now gone pass $1300.00, … to all the lovely readers, who have donated, to help achieve such a wonderful amount, a big heartfelt thank you, from “us” and the MS Society … …..Amazingly, there is now a total of “822 poems”, in my collection/series of 20 Tullawalla Booklets. This booklet is finally completed, and ready for sale now !! As always, they are available for purchase, either as a hard copy or a PDF format….. All proceeds go to the MS Charity Shop, here in Geelong West….. Please contact me here through my website page and I can chat about arrangements from there…. Oh, the booklet is called “Tullawalla”: “Trying to Leave Something Behind”… …. And here is the link to my website >> https://ivors20.wordpress.com

Ivor Steven (c) October 2020

Did you see my fiery faerie in the sky

Hitching a ride upon her giant dragonfly

Half a mile above cloud nine

She was there! Clutching todays sunshine

And burning towards never-neverland

Shying away from the captains crooked hand

Desperately looking for Peter Pan’s lost boys

And their purple suitcase full of magical toys



Below on the water she hears muffled cries and a loud “tick-tock”

“Beware!” Tinkerbell declares “That’s the Crocodile’s clock”

Fearlessly my faerie swoops and snatches the boys off the pirate-ship deck

And the boys yell “We’re saved from the jaws of those roughnecks”

Ivor Steven (c) October 2020

Fifty years have flown bye

And I’ll never forget ‘American Pie’

It’s True, old rockers never die

Their music shall always fly

There above in Leonard’s Tower of Song

Where they are all singing along

Imagining John’s words were not wrong

Will our new lyrics be as strong?

Ivor Steven (c) October 2020