The Moon’s Ivory Eye
There, beyond the blue horizon
I see a white winter moon
Silhouetted against the afternoon sky
Do you see my vision?
An invisible silver spoon
Hiding the moon’s ivory eye
Ivor Steven (c) August 2023
The Moon’s Ivory Eye
Category: Poems
The Morning After
The Morning After
Tracking south
Stepping from one quiet cloud
Onto a whispering cloud
Following powdered footprints
Without displacing a feather
Without cracking the sky’s
Hypnotic blue eggshell
And daydreaming of the south
Without you
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Where Have The Faeries Gone
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WHERE HAVE THE FAERIES GONE?
BY IVOR STEVEN/
AUGUST 21, 2023/
Ivor Steven / Coffee House Writers
Deep in the enchanted forest
Under mossy rocks and water-reeds
I found an iron-bar door
Lying over a sinkhole in the creek bed
I wondered and yelled out
Eerily, a gentle voice replied
“Do not worry, we are sheltering here”
“Why are you hiding?” I inquired
“We are waiting for humanity
to stop the carnage on our planet”
Then, peering up from lower in the chasm
I witnessed that the small luminous eyes
Of Earth’s guardian faeries
Were en masse, joyless, and crying
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Where Have the Faeries Gone? is in this week’s Coffee House Writers Magazine
Hello dear readers and followers, I am now writing for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Where Have the Faeries Gone?”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below to view my poem, at Coffee House Writers Magazine. >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/where-have-the-faeries-gone/
Music/Video: by Sigur Ros, “Ylur”, translated means, Warmth
Ivor Steven © August 2023
These Days, Haunt Me
Levering my leg like an old toad
I stumble and bumble
Along my yellow-brick road
But I will not crash or crumble
Floundering, unbalanced, and unsteady
From a thumping migraine in my head
Piercing my eyeballs
With unfeathered darts
That continually find their mark
My neurosurgeon calls them
“Post-stroke fatigue moments”
Four years on!
They haunt me like “Jaws”
With the go button stuck on pause
But fortunately, after two days rest
I am back to my normal alien best
Ivor Steven (c) August 2023
Burning the Fears
Over at Weekly Prompts, the word: Backwards is the Weekend Challenge. Please visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here. – Below, I followed Sue’s suggestion and went “Backwards” through my files and found this intriguing piece from September 2017
Featured Image: Artwork, by Kerri Costello, Graphic Design Artist, my amazing niece/second cousin, who lives in Philadelphia, and I think this was the first design that she created for my poetry website.
Burning the Fears
I’m frightened, and too scared to show my face
And knowingly, I’m arriving late
The ghouls are spying from the hill
And lower fools are poisoning her will
Underneath her, a wicker complete
Above, she’s suspended from a stake
The bonfires started, against the rules
And the crowds rejoicing, as the fire drools
Waiting agog, for her garments to ignite
The flames are crackling below her tonight
And the mob’s listening for her ungodly screams
But there’s not a whimper! Within she beams
And secretly, I see her black cat’s drowning tears
Are extinguishing all her burning fears
Ivor Steven (c) August 2023
True
“Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.” – Albert Einstein
True
If there is something
I could do
I would do anything
To save you
Mother Nature, you are everything
I look up to
My words are nothing
Compared to you
You are the orchestrator of things
With a balcony view
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Ivor Steven (c) August 2023
Throwback Friday, The Reincarnation of a Pumpkin
Today I am presenting another poem that will be appearing in my new book “Until Eyes Hear Sound”. I wrote ‘The Reincarnation of a Pumpkin’ in October 2020, and the poem will be the opening piece in the Weird Section, of Chapter 9. Humour, Fantasy, Faeries, and Weird.
The Reincarnation of a Pumpkin
My locked bubble is about to go boom
A year I’ve been a stranger in my own tomb
Under a pumpkin lid, hiding my gloom
Where my world was a rotting cave of doom
Now these orange walls are my life-giving womb
Being reborn like a smiling old groom
I’m breaking away from the master’s dead blooms
Escaping on the green witch’s magical broom
Flying over the full moon of autumn
Where I’ll be able to wear my mask and costume
Hidden under my orange Kaftan from Khartoum
And I’ll invade the newsrooms, and the children’s bedrooms
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Ivor Steven (c) August 2023
Our Clear Blue Cookie Jar
Over at Weekly Prompts, the Wednesday Challenge is: Cookie Jars … please visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here … Below is my Metaphorical response to the Prompt.
Our Clear Blue Cookie Jar
Like a springtime butterfly
I brightly fluttered outside
Immediately the blue neon sky
Illuminated my clear blue cookie jar
Full of nature’s dazzling delights
Looking through the crystal glass
I saw green leafed trees
Swinging in the breeze
I heard their wooden heartbeats
Singing about how the forest faeries
Big clear blue jar of cookies
Were to be shared by all adversaries
Who needed their earthly remedies
To become compassionate goodies
Ivor Steven (c) August 2023
Freedom is for the Birds
My poem today is created from comments that I posted to other poets sites. in response to their creative poems. The fellow writers in Stanza order are …
1. Sadje >> https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2023/08/04/when-eyes-confuse-the-mind-a-pantoum/
2. Grace >> https://graceofthesun.com/unchained-2/
3 & 4. Bart >> https://bartbarkerpoet.com/2023/08/14/dive/
Freedom is for the Birds
What to believe
What our eyes see
Or what our mind needs
In freedom, our hearts glide with pride
In chains, our souls cower and hide
Is freedom only for the Birds?
Humans, I am lost for words
Their main appetite is greed
Without planting any seeds
Is Freedom still possible?
Or a mission impossible
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Ivor Steven (c) August 2023
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