Category: Poems

Throwback Friday, Silence and Shyness

Today’s Throwback Friday poem was “my debut poem for Coffee House Writers Magazine,” published on July 13th, 2021. So, I have now been a writer with the Magazine for 4 years, which means I have had over 100 poems published in the Coffee House Writers Magazine.
>>  Ivor Steven, Author at Coffee House Writers 
The poem also appears in my third book, Until Eyes Hear Sound, Chapter 1, Little Creatures and Birds.




Silence and Shyness

I hear the digital clock’s shyness
My unruffled day feels timeless
Alone and listening to the silence
Of the muzzled arctic breeze
A quiet zephyr’s foreboding freeze

I hear the garden snail’s widow
Sliding up the kitchen window
Her silvery trail grates and slithers
Along the cold pane’s dirty rivers

I hear an earthworm digging
His defiant endeavors are deafening
Blindly shoveling the muddy ground
A dark burrow where he cannot be found







Ivor Steven (c) July 2025

Throwback Friday, Silence and Shyness

Today’s Throwback Friday poem was “my debut poem for Coffee House Writers Magazine,” published on July 13th, 2021. So, I have now been a writer with the Magazine for 4 years, which means I have had over 100 poems published in the Coffee House Writers Magazine.
>>  Ivor Steven, Author at Coffee House Writers 
The poem also appears in my third book, Until Eyes Hear Sound, Chapter 1, Little Creatures and Birds.




Silence and Shyness

I hear the digital clock’s shyness
My unruffled day feels timeless
Alone and listening to the silence
Of the muzzled arctic breeze
A quiet zephyr’s foreboding freeze

I hear the garden snail’s widow
Sliding up the kitchen window
Her silvery trail grates and slithers
Along the cold pane’s dirty rivers

I hear an earthworm digging
His defiant endeavors are deafening
Blindly shoveling the muddy ground
A dark burrow where he cannot be found







Ivor Steven (c) July 2025

For a While


The poem “For a While” is a refurbished repost from July 1st, last week. I had mistakenly published the poem out of my drafts file without attaching the accompanying images, and music/video …




For a While

I felt her soft hands
for a while
I saw her sweet smile
for a while
She departed this isle
But I still have her sundial






Ivor Steven (c) July 2025

“Carry No Thing” … Syml, Lyrics

Where do we go when the last one falls?
When the sky goes dark and the siren calls
And there ain’t no hope to be had at all
I will carry no thing but my love for you

I figure we got ’bout a hundred days
With the good supplies and the money we saved
But a time to move’s no time to waste
I will carry no thing but my love for you

There will always be a last day for me
When it calls my name, I will answer true
All the good and the bad, I will let it be
And I will carry no thing but my love for you

Where do we run when the levees burst
And an angry god has quenched his thirst?
A storm for the ages, hell on earth
I will carry no thing but my love for you

There will always be a last day for me
When it calls my name, I will answer true
All the good and the bad, I will let it be
And I will carry no thing but my love for you

All the good and the bad, I will let it be
And I will carry no thing but my love for you

Where do we go when the trumpets sound?
When the last day comes and it leaves no doubt
Like some lost gold, leave me underground
I will carry no thing but my love for you
I will carry no thing but my love for you

Beyond the Mirror




Beyond the Mirror


I thought the sky
Had fallen down
There, in a ground puddle
I saw the silvery moon
Looking up at me

And then I saw the universe
In a blade of grass







.


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 © July 2025

Shadows and Tuxedos


Over at Weekly Prompts, this weekend is their monthly Colour Challenge, and for July, they selected the colours Black & White. To visit their fabulous site, please click / Here.




Shadows and Tuxedos

Flying low
Under the sun’s winter glow
My faithful shadow
Tiptoes across the meadow

I’m no crouching commando
Nor a flashy flamenco
I’m just an old Romeo
Flying low
In his tuxedo





Ivor Steven (c) July 2025

Not to be Misread






Not to be Misread


Rocks in my head
Rocks sit without a sound
Rocks, not to be misread

Shadows hit the ground
Shadows sit without a sound
Shadows, not to be misread






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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 © July 2025

Throwback Friday, The Odds and Ends, I Send

Today’s Throwback Friday is from February 2023. The poem was created from anecdotes that I had written and sent to my fellow bloggers’ sites, as replies to their articles/poems.
In order of stanza appearance below,
– V.J. > https://vjknutson.org/
– Kate > https://aroused.blog/
– Beth > https://ididnthavemyglasseson.com/



The Odds and Ends, I send



Our head reaches for the clouds 
But our heart forgets to speak aloud

We are all little fish in a big sea 
Swimming below the atmosphere 
Created by nature’s life-giving trees

Not all rocks 
Are not just rocks 
Some old rocks 
When you study their socks 
And listen to their knees knock 
They “Have rocked around the clock”







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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 © July 2025

Joey


Please note: The featured image and the attached images were all taken by my sister’s hubby, John. They live on the outskirts of a small country town, Smythesdale, in western Victoria, and the Kangaroos and their Joey’s graze in the adjacent paddock to my sister’s home.




Joey


Protected from the storms
And needing no land reforms
Inside and warm
Or outside with the other newborn

You live as you please
Snuggled away
From the winter freeze
Or out hopping around
In the dewy breeze
A mother’s spoiled burden
Inside her cozy playpen







Ivor Steven (c) July 2025