Category: Poems

Waiting

A big thank you to Kate of  “CalmKate” for inspiring me, and rekindling a poem I was working on last week, please visit her forthright article, “fires ignite justice” by clicking >>Here

Waiting

 

The earth is waiting

Sick of human’s, and their time wasting

 

Waiting for their promised cheers

Waiting for less destructive years

Will they give her resolutions of better times?

Will they read, Thor’s neon signs

Will they notice, a smoke covered sun?

Will they be able to breath the air, as a united one?

 

The earth cannot watch, nor wait

While human’s feed their own greedy plate

 

Why are they celebrating?

Like blind fools, that are always pretending

As if nothing is going wrong

Can’t they hear the whales crying songs?

Can’t they see the polar caps are melting?

Can’t they taste the venom of government’s lying?

 

In the following video/song, if you could metaphorically place earth and human’s between the lyrics, you might understand why I chose this song by Damien Rice..

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  Jan 2020

 

 

Something New

The First Challenge of 2020 is Something New

From today the Word Prompts and Photo Challenges will cease to be separate. They have merged the twice-weekly challenges and given each of them the new combined title of Word/Photo Challenge. Please go visit their exciting new Format, by clicking on .>>HERE

Something New

 

I’m at that age, I don’t need material things

Too old for men’s fashion earrings

No more swanky clothes or fancy shoes

And I don’t like trendy blue and red tattoos

I’m now alone, and live a simple life

You could balance my belongs on a kitchen knife

These days I store myself in a computer cloud

Photos, music and my poems, of which I’m proud

 

Today’s six days after Christmas

But I’m still expecting undelivered business

An annual package from Philadelphia

That’s probably been misplaced by festive hysteria

Then I spot a parcel in the letterbox

Which I excitedly unwrap,, a glorious card and socks

Not just plain socks, but a sporty printed pair

Teary, I read the card, and my heart yearns to be there

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  Jan 2020

Tullawalla #14

Tullawalla, Climb Each Stair

Hello dear readers and followers, again I’ve been arduously  preparing and typing, to produce my Fourteenth Tullawalla Poetry Booklet….. For new readers that don’t know about these booklets, they are basically the reason why I write poetry. I produce the booklets for the sole purpose of raising funds for my favourite charity organization, 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 submissions, I also donate to the MS Society…..Amazingly, there is a total of “573 poems”, in my collection of 14 Tullawalla Booklets. Anyhow the booklet is finally completed, and ready for the New Year, 2020 !!  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 web site page and I can chat about arrangements from there…. Oh, the booklet is called “Tullawalla:  Climbing Each Stair”, and coincidently, one of my poems in the booklet “Time Needs No Command” was published by Geelong Writers Inc. on their blog site today!!  Click on this link >>  https://www.geelongwriters.org.au/paid-member-writing-features/time-needs-no-command/                    …. And here is the link to my website >> ivors20.wordpress.com

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Ivor Steven (c)  Jan 1st 2020

A Poet’s Postcard

A Poet’s Postcard

 

Dragonfly wings are open wide

Guarding greenery under her sky

Shading this wilderness courtyard

The old poet’s postcard

Full of eternal daydreams

Nurtured upon a flowerbed’s requiem

Now an empty ballroom’s finale dance

Melpomene’s* everlasting romance

 

*Melpomene, is the daughter of Zeus and Mnemosyne, initially the Muse of Chorus, she then became the Muse of Tragedy, for which she is best known now.

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  Dec 2019

Purple and Mauve

Purple and Mauve

 

As my evening courtyard garden glows

Old flowers cast purple and mauve shadows

Upon the muse of my dreams

Against a background, once leafy green

Hanging there, a mauve fairy lavender

Above an ageing purple avatar

Looking like that flowering woody sage tree

Petals of purple and mauve, waiting to be free

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  Dec 2019

Afterwards

After a day of giving thanks

The night sky’s moon did glow

Before the next day begun

In this commonwealth of man

We celebrate Boxing Day

By continuing an old tradition

Of giving gifts to the poor people

With the annual charity gatherings

Of feasts and presents for the needy

And here today, my sister’s birthday

A family party with more festivities

Again a day of sharing love and happiness

Giving thanks for our togetherness

Ivor Steven [c] 2019

Almost There

Almost There

 

So I Say Hello to you

I turned away from you

After almost six weeks

Of this harrowing streak

It’s been no stroll in the park

Resting here in the semi dark

The painful knives have been withdrawn

The headaches have almost retired

I’m almost well enough

To enjoy Christmas with family

And by the start of two thousand and twenty

I’ll be almost here, I’ll be almost me again

So I say hello to you

And wish you a happy and healthy festive season

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  Dec 2019

A Cheery Santa

A Cheery Santa

 

The season of merry cheer is here

There’s always many Christmas parties

They seem to begin weeks before

Yesterday Santa was at the Valhalla Bar

Ho ho, he was big happy Santa

With a sackful of gifts for everyone

I’m one of the oldest children there

I know he’s not really real

As I had a beer with him 10 minutes before

Yes, big friendly Reg, became Santa

For me, a stubbie holder and a T-shirt

Even a can of Valhalla beer

And Santa Reg joined me for more frothy cheer

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  Dec 2019

Love Surrounds Every Tree

The final photo challenge of the year “Weekly Prompts is: The Tree!  Please go and visit their fabulous by clicking >> Here

Love Surrounds Every Tree.

 

In Geelong we’ve a fancy Christmas tree

Floating on Corio Bay, for everyone to see

The Tree’s alight every night

Full of electric candles, shining bright

Also there’s a Tree at our council park

However he’s looking slightly stark

And here, under my verandah, I’ve a little Tree

Standing below our Tullawalla sign, for all the family to see

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  Dec 2019

A Midday Mirage

A Midday Mirage

 

I was leaning on my thoughts today

They buckled under the coffee tray

Even in the hands of the sun’s gloss

The dark envelops my minds moss

My heavy head collapsed at midday

Whereupon, closed eyes saw her bravery

 

Again I am witnessing the uncommon

Visualising beyond my daydreams canyon

There, a piece of my heart I had lost

Being cradled in the arms of her southern cross

A sparkling star from earth’s diamond mines

She a flawed jewel, eternally shines

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  Dec 2019