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Another one of those dreams,
I’m neither here nor there
Half asleep nor half awake
Not quite conscious
Like a drifting snowflake
Sinking through a prism
Where I fantasize and over-achieve
Seeing a blond-haired vixen
Thinking I’ve seen her tatt’s before
I’m retreating, hiding
From her beckoning embraces
My drunken mates at the bar
Giggling and smirking, as if I can’t see
Between, there’s a tattered curtain
A pale veil, shadows lurking
A vision surreal, of blue, red and black
Like a fiery chasm
The blond’s tattoos, twitch and spasm
Chasing my body into the surf
Waves crashing over, and around
A bubbling sensation, wildly scary
I sprawl atop the tattoos in the sand
And I wonder what to do
With her bloodied tattooed hand
Wishing I could escape from here or there
I suddenly awaken, and burst into tears
Recognising my weakest fears
Featured Image: Bing Images, Pineterest
Ivor Steven (c) …
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Here I’m reblogging, a powerful and poignant poem, written by Freddric G. Martin
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Gazing At The Amazing
Thor startles me out of slumber
And I’m sheltering under my verandah
Sitting here naked as the day I was born
Gazing at the amazing weeping dawn
Crying a bucket full of raindrops
Spreading sparkles with every wet plop
On the roof I hear a cascade from above
Big puddles are shimmering like leather gloves
Growing into a groundswell of high humidity
Soaking my body in sweaty liquidity
Then softly a caressing breeze cools my skin
While the courtyard garden’s sprouting wings
Nature’s evidence of the night’s heavy rain
And the heaven’s are opening up again
Ivor Steven (c) Jan 2020
Hello dear readers and followers, here’s a re-posting of a poem I wrote in September 2017, I didn’t have many followers back then, so this for all of my new readers, and anyone who needs a refresher….
A Distant Ship
Am I afraid, or am I being slowly discouraged.
Dismayed by the emptiness of my quivering heart.
Am I consumed, or am I being bodily starved.
Eaten by the cells of my inner sentiments.
Am I infatuated, or have I been possessed.
Devoured by the recess of my lonely soul.
Am I swimming after the impossible love-boat.
Drowning in the wake of that passing icebreaker.
Ivor Steven (c) September 2017
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This weekend’s Word/Photo Challenge from ‘Weekly Prompts’ is: ‘The Bridge’ …. My bridge is the picturesque Cunningham Pier, on the harbour, in Geelong. Please go and visit the ‘Weekly Prompts’ site by clicking >> HERE
At ‘The Pier Geelong’, homegrown singing sensation Taylor Henderson, headlined Sunday’s concert “GEELONG FIRES-UP”. The event’s a local collaborative initiative aiming to raise a $1 for every Geelong citizen, i.e. $260,000 in total, for the “Fire Fund Relief”, here in Australia.
Something Beautiful
On a balmy Sunday
I’m here at the function room
In the the grandiose, ‘The Pier Geelong’
Overlooking a calm Corio Bay
It’s only mid-afternoon
And already, there’s a wave of sound
Cascading upon the gathering crowd
Rhythmical music, pleasing this deck of hearts
The show rolls happily into the evening
Firing-up the charity event’s audience
Cheering, they all sing and dance
And the fund raiser’s been a burning success
Below: The afternoon view from inside ‘The Pier’s’, function room
Below Left: Taylor Henderson and his dad Cam… Right: The Piano Bar duet
Below Left: Me with Taylor after his gig ….. Right: ‘The Pier at night
And after the show, on my way to the Moorabool St Taxi rank, I happily took a couple more photos….. luckily they worked…. !!
Below Left: Cameron the Didgeredoo busker…. Right: Street art, ‘something beautiful’
Below: Here’s a music/video by Geelong singer/songwriter, Taylor Henderson.
Ivor Steven (c) Jan 2020
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Please come join me and multitudes of other writers here on Go Dog Go Cafe’s, “Promote Yourself Monday”
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