Hello dear readers and followers, I am again writing for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Thirsting for Freedom”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … To Read my poem, please click on the link below to visit the article, at Coffee House Writers Magazine. >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/thirsting-for-freedom/
Hello dear readers and followers, I am again writing for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Walking On Water”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … To Read my poem, please click on the link below to visit the article, at Coffee House Writers Magazine. >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/walking-on-water/
My Easter poem “An Old Book Closes, a New Door Opens”, has grown wings, and landed in Germany (Mainz), via a website platform called, Culture-Y >>https://www.culture-y.com/das-format/
CULTURE-Y is an initiative of the Mainz band Hanne Kah. “Now, at a time when we face restrictions in everyday life, we feel all the more that cohesion is the most important formula for living together. Therefore, we decided to show all the wonderful actions and projects that impress and motivate across generations.”
“With this initiative, we want to offer a platform for everything that is created “out there” in Mainz and the world so that it can move into your living room.”
“Everything should be possible on our portal. We think across generations and will unconditionally show everything that seems important and right to us. We will not be able to guarantee that every image is produced in high gloss, that technology always plays along. It remains handmade and that’s a good thing. We can already assure you one thing: We believe in our platform and would be very happy if you would like to be part of our community.”
“Show us your creativity and send us your contributions. Let’s make CULTURE-Y great!..”
Hello dear readers and followers, I am again writing for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Moonstruck at Midnight”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … To Read my poem, please click on the link below to visit the article, at Coffee House Writers Magazine. >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/moonstruck-at-midnight/
I am extremely proud and humbled by the acceptance of five of my poems by the amazing Susi Bocks, Editor-in-Chief at The Short of It!“Hot off the Press” and released for publication today!
Cascading sunshine Falls into my cloudy eyes Cold ponds feel new light
Further Down
From the Pandemic’s Depressing downs Into my Covid Dressing gown
Finality
after we have consumed the leftover wine and desecrated the sundial’s shadow the dark side of the moon will finally recede from view
Co-existence
Beneath the trees and bushes Lives an underground network Prospering on giving and receiving
Our Time
Time waits for no one Everyone passes in time Time hears no commands
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Ivor Steven, formerly an Industrial Chemist and then a Plumber, is now retired; he has been published in numerous anthologies and online magazines. He has two self-published books, Tullawalla and Perceptions. Ivor is an active member of the Geelong WritersInc.(Australia) and an appointed writer for Coffee House Writers magazine (USA). He was first featured in 2022 and was nominated for the 2022 Pushcart Prize for his piece – The Sum is One. You can read his features and reblog by clicking HERE.
If you’d like to be featured on The Short of It in the future, click here for the submission guidelines.
Hello dear readers and followers, I am again writing for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “The Dark Chasm”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … To Read my poem, please click on the link below to visit the article, at Coffee House Writers Magazine. >>https://coffeehousewriters.com/the-dark-chasm/
For, Coffee House Writers Magazine By, Ivor Steven (c) March 2024
Hello dear readers and followers, I am again writing for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Darkness”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … To Read my poem, please click on the link below to visit the article, at Coffee House Writers Magazine. >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/darkness-2/
“For a friend who decided to leave us without saying goodbye”
Today I received a lovely message from Lisa, Editor/Publisher at ‘Prolific Pulse Press’ >> https://www.prolificpulse.com/ Dear Ivor, I love the poem you just sent for Cadence and would love to publish it with the anthology. It truly put a smile on my face.
Of course, I cannot post the poem until after the Anthology has been published in March, but I can tell you that my delightful poem is about “Charlie the Caterpillar shuffling over the track to help his little friend, Billy the Bee
Hello dear readers and followers, I am again writing for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Destiny and Shame Await”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … To Read my poem, please click on the link below to visit the article, at Coffee House Writers Magazine. >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/destiny-and-shame-await/
Daniel Norgren’s video/song below inspired me to write these reflective words …
The Last Encore
I am standing on the diminishing foreshore Staring at that missing ground floor “Like there was a door” Between here and the last encore … Ivor
I am ecstatic that my poem “A Poet’s Grotto”, has been accepted and published in Spillwords Magazine today, and I am very grateful to the editor, Dagmara for selecting my piece … Please go over and visit my poem at Spillwords and if you wish, leave a “💖” for my article, by clicking on this link >> A Poet’s grotto, poetry by Ivor Steven at Spillwords.com
Please Note: featured image above, supplied by Spillwords Press
A Poet’s Grotto
My writer’s studio, is the littered part of my bedroom A paper tiger’s haven, has become a messy grotto I am ruefully feeling muddled and befuddled Pieces of paper and cardboard kites Scatter the atmosphere like withered autumn leaves Falling upon my untidy and cluttered archives
Scribbled words are yet to be decoded Foolscap pages overwritten and eroded Undefined and unlisted Out of focus and twisted Upside down and inside out Uncategorised and full of self-doubt My desk, once a dreamy picture postcard Looks like a moonscape’s junkyard
My poetic writing quill has been the mythological ruler Showing no regard for my bedroom’s demeanour I am sleeping covered in my hurdy gurdy verses It is time to cull the pretentious cosmic curses Free myself of all unpublished jabberwocky And let my imagination create a new poetic hard copy