The New World’s “AI” Design


Please Note: Derrick Knight took all the attached photos and allowed me to reproduce them on my poetry site.
>> https://derrickjknight.com/2016/10/28/heard-on-the-telegraph/




The New World’s “AI” Design



The ancient wheels of time
Have been mysteriously left behind
In refuse paddocks of weeds and slime
Oh, what a mortifying crime

Has society overstepped the line
Spoke-less, with no rhythm or rhyme
Have we become deaf, dumb, and blind
Unable to handle the future’s slippery climb
Without using the New World’s AI design



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Ivor Steven (c) January 2025Posted

Throwback Friday, Phantom-grams

Today’s Throwback Friday poem was written in May 2021, and appears in my 3rd book, ‘Until Eyes Hear Sound’, on page 50.






Phantom-grams




Holograms and Instagrams
How heavy are these grams?
LinkedIn and Facebook
How thin are their books?

Tumblr and Twitter
How can you weigh their feathers?
Priests and Politicians
How can you believe their repetitions?

Protest Songs and Subway Signs
Have you forgotten the messages of yesterday’s lines?












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Ivor Steven (c) September 2024

“Cosmic Typhoons and Tycoonds”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine.

Hello dear readers and followers, I am a writer for “Coffee House Writers magazine” (USA), on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Comic Typhoons and Tycoons”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. …
To Read my poem, please click on the link below to visit the articleat Coffee House Writers Magazine.
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/cosmic-typhoons-and-tycoons/











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Perceptions:

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Tullawalla:

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OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com





Ivor Steven (c) July 2024

Throwback Friday, Tomorrow’s Cake

I’m still stuck at home with my friendly ‘covid’ bug, and my Senryu from June 2022 seems to be quite appropriate for today.


Tomorrow’s Cake (a Senryu)




the future tastes like 

yesterday’s cake, covered with 

venom from today








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Ivor Steven (c) May 2023

Will There Be a Boat To Steer? (a Tanka)

My New Year Poem, and wishing my readers a safe and healthy 2023.

Featured Imagr Above: A photo of Graeme Altmann’s amazing painting, “Hopeful Return”, from a Geelong Writers Inc. Ekphrastic Writng Workshop at the Boom Gallery, Sept 2018.



Will There Be a Boat To Steer


The new year draws near

Heavy clouds are yet to clear

From our atmosphere

Will there be a boat to steer?

Toward life’s unmapped frontier








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Ivor Steven (c) January 2023

Crisscross (a Tanka)




Crisscross (a Tanka)


The deep blue sky-ways

Magnify intrusive wires

Artificial lines

Crisscross every horizon

But nature holds the power





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Ivor Steven (c) December 2022

The World Could Be Falling Down

Here is a poem that is in my files, but does not appear on my Website, maybe I deleted the post accidentally …


The World Could Be Falling Down




I was walking in yesterday’s deluge

up a steep holy hillside

talking to my fading shadow

that was stalking deep puddles

while I was balking today’s thunderbolts




my knees were knocking in fright

and my hips were rocking like Noah’s Ark

while shovelling leftover manure in the dark




nature’s mocking the world full of old lonely hearts

and blocking the future’s already drowning restart






Ivor Steven (c) August 2022

My Alien Eyes Have Seen Enough

This is one of my ranting/protesting poems, where the world’s weird ways and woes are vividly pictured in my dreams/nightmares … (June 2019) … Or maybe my ‘Alien Back Pain’ has me angry and grumpy, and I am just desperate for some interplanetary respite.


My Alien Eyes Have Seen Enough


I’m scattering stardust, upon sorrow and grace

Tip toeing through a desert of dying tulips

Before my species vacate this miserable place

Blasting away from here, in my Itmims* spaceship

Flying back into the depths of dark space

To regenerate and revive, from this trying trip


Sadly, we gathered nothing of any value

From this warring human race

Their radioactive sky, was once bright blue

Vast oceans are full of their own waste

They breathe thin air made of sticky glue

And the earth they walk on, is a garbage tip disgrace


Their concrete graveyards, are the warlords database

Women and children, dead, casualties of religious lunatics

My alien eyes have seen enough, I’m leaving without a trace

Political gamer’s never learn, they’re still reusing old septic ice-picks

  • *Ivor’s Time Machine In Micro Space





Ivor Steven (c)  June 2019

Who’s Rowing My Boat in the Dark?

I’m reposting this poem of mine from August 2020, for two reasons. 1. The poem gives me a chance to present one of my favourite songs by Leonard Cohen. 2. I like this poem, because the piece is open for the reader to interpret my thoughts images in whatever way their feel is right for them.

Who’s Rowing My Boat in the Dark?


Am I in hibernation?

Or am I lacking inclination?

Am I awake and living?

Or just lying here dreaming?

Why do I dream so much?

Visions feel alive to touch

Half-awake, I scribble these notes

Half asleep, am I falsely afloat?

On my mystical Noah’s Ark

Have I the right to ask?

Who’s rowing my boat in the dark?

Is it Her, my brave Joan of Ark?