Universe of Light (a Tanka)

A heavy sky greeted us before breakfast, the clouds shifting and uncertain as we walked beneath the trees. Yet even in that muted light, something brighter seemed to stir behind the grey — a quiet reminder that beyond the darkness, a softer universe is always waiting to break through.





Universe of Light (a Tanka)


Above nature’s trees
Behind life’s wavering clouds
Beyond the darkness
There’s a universe of light
Waiting to caress your soul





Where the glow waits behind every wavering cloud.
Even here, the universe of light begins to open.



Ivor Steven ©  August 2026

Into the Blue

In this solitary silhouette, I felt the sky fold back into its deeper self — a quiet reminder that infinity is not a distant realm but a shift in perception. Darkness becomes brightness when seen in reverse, and even the faintest glow can reveal the universe’s hidden architecture. These three captures from my afternoon walk opened that doorway, and as I sat with them at the café, the poem below arrived in a small explosion of insight — a moment where inverted light found its voice.





Into the Blue

I’m unravelling my way
From out of the grey
And back into the blue
For an unobstructed view
Of the unfettered universe
Where I can observe light in reverse

I perceive the panorama of infinity’s darkness
To be a cosmic aurora of brightness —
Not a mere perception of blackness
But a transparent glow of hopefulness





Two visions of blue — one rising from the depths, one bursting into joy — each reflecting a different facet of the journey from grey to light. Together they complete the sky the poem began.

“And so the sky sings twice.”





Ivor Steven ©  August 2026

The Unknown (a Haiku)

Please Note: All the attached images are photo montages that I have created, and then they were enhanced by Copilot.

A lone spirit lifts through the moon‑washed clouds, moving toward whatever waits beyond the unknown.




The Unknown (a Haiku)


Through the clouds I fly
I’m a spirit of the night
The unknown is mine

The spirit keeps drifting, following the quiet pull of the unknown.




Ivor Steven ©  July 2026

Beyond the Rainbow Bridge

Feature Image Above: is a photo montage in which I have glued a ‘cut-out’ bird onto my amazing photo of the rainbow bridge between the trees.

A cold, draining day still offered one quiet wonder —
a rainbow rising through the mist, inviting me to look beyond the familiar and follow a single thought into the blue.





Beyond the Rainbow Bridge


Here on the land’s highest ridge,
between the tall towering trees,
I’m inquisitively flying toward
an enchanting rainbow bridge —
which is mystically spanning
our world’s misty atmosphere.

There above, in the deep blue sky,
beyond the mesmerising arch,
I hear the sun’s advisory sigh —
“Let the grandeur of the universe
be your guiding matriarch”






And for those who wish to wander a little further, here’s a song that carries the same quiet, sky‑bound grace.




Ivor Steven ©  July 2026

Throwback Friday, Misplaced in Space


Today’s Throwback Friday poem (originally written in July 2023) is drawn from my upcoming book, Time Hears No Sound. It opens Chapter 4, The Universe: Infinity Times Infinity


Misplaced in Space


there is inner space
and there is outer space
I like to travel in both places
life is not race
my database
is my bookcase 

I am yet to embrace
the coalface
face to face
and this human race
has misplaced
the meaning of grace
and lost the paper chase
to the corporate greed of cyberspace

tonight, I’m flying down to inner-space
aboard my “Itmims” spacecraft
to find a redeemable place
inside humanities headspace

 

Itmims: Ivor’s Time Machine In Micro Space




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Ivor Steven ©  November 2025

Celestial Birthright


Acrux rises over the opal sea—its light, my inheritance.


In the hush of night, beneath the Southern Cross, I find myself wondering how far starlight travels—and why it feels so familiar. This poem is a reflection on cosmic legacy, distance, and the quiet claim we make on eternity.



Celestial Birthright


Tonight,
there above the horizon’s
dark blue oceans,
deep in the black opal sky,
I see the bright Acrux Star.

Then I wonder: how far away
is a million light-years from today?
And why is the star’s infinite light
eternally my birthright.



Music/Video: The final 3 minutes of “Sea of Stars” – 10-hour, ambient space music




Ivor Steven ©  October 2025

What’s Out There?


Today’s poem is one of my verses made up of comments I posted on two of my fellow WordPress writers’ articles during the month … In stanza order, they are:
*Stanzas I & 2, Yelling Rosa >> https://yerosacom.wordpress.com/2025/05/01/about-the-death-e-morte/
*Stazas 3 & 4, Sara >> https://purplepeninportland.com/2025/05/01/i-wish-a-dream/



What’s Out There?



Out there, beyond the cosmic frost
I think we all would be lost
And the scientists have their stars crossed

The universe cannot be bossed,
over glossed, or embossed
By “AI” and Microsoft

I raise my flask
To solving the task

Maybe it’s too much to ask
Of those that quietly bask
From behind their cozy masks








Ivor Steven (c) May 2025

My Universe, or: Here, There, and Everywhere





My Universe, or: Here, There, and Everywhere


It’s a glorious autumn morning
And here I am
Standing in the middle
Of my universe
Between the bright sun to my right
And the deft daytime moon on my left

Oh, I should say, east and west
Because when I turn around
To walk toward the north
East and west are
Here and there
No matter the where

And the middle of my universe
Is always here, like a wet-nurse
For better or worse








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Ivor Steven © May 2025

Quintessence


Definitions
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quintessence:

noun:   the most typical example or representative of a type
noun:   the purest and most concentrated essence of something
noun:   the fifth and highest element after air and earth and fire and water; was believed to be the substance composing all heavenly bodies

florescent; flowering; bursting into flower
iridescent; the visual property of something having a milky brightness
pearlescent; resembling a pearl; having a pearly lustre or sheen
opalescent; colourless or white like an opal, or changing colour like an opal.
candescent; glowing or starting to glow with heat
evanescent; gradually disappears from sight or memory.
Senescent;  characteristic of old age




Quintessence

Above my florescent sunflowers
Twilight’s iridescent sky
Of a pearlescent sunset
And an opalescent moonrise   
Animated my candescent world
And the evanescent wave of light
Revived my senescent eyes







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Ivor Steven (c) January 2025Posted

“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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Ivor Steven (c) July 2024