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
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
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
.
Until Eyes Hear Sound
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Tullawalla:
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for the Book, plus Postage.
Ivor Steven © November 2025
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
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
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
Definitions:
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
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 article, at Coffee House Writers Magazine.
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/cosmic-typhoons-and-tycoons/
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Ivor Steven (c) July 2024
Featured Image Above: A small section of “Street Art”, and what I saw in the centre of the original larger photo of artwork, below
“And in the end” I wondered what was the artist’s underlying message, and in my imagination, this poem, is my abstract interpretation
An Ending Before the End, or Beyond the Oasis
An unsinkable planet
Ran aground in a desert
Did you see the end coming?
Maybe I have reached the end
Here
At the end of my quill
My blue ink well is dry
And dead cobwebs
Fill my window sill
Ivor Steven (c) January 2024
The Crescent Moon and Venus 6.10pm, April 23rd
The Universe of Love and Light (a Tanka)
The Moon and Venus
Crystalize the twilight sky
Together they dance
She, in the crescent moon’s arms
Love unites the universe
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Ivor Steven (c) April 2023
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