Incandescent moon
Illuminates the hallway
Beyond the keyhole
Ivor Steven © November 2022

Blue sky and green meadows


What is the Proper Colour? (a Tanka)
Is it true to say?
Blue and green should not be seen
Without a colour
In between the sky and trees
Is the hue champagne, proper?
Ivor Steven (c) November 2022
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Welcome toPromote Yourself Monday. All Go Dog Go Cafe community members are invited to postonelink to one specific piece of their writing (600 words or less please!) they have published on their blog, Facebook page, or Instagram feed into the comments section below.
If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.
A big thank you to Dale, for who I wrote a 16 word poem/comment on her site
>> https://adelectablelife.com/2022/11/05/weekend-writing-prompt-284-rule/ …
which later on, inspired to me to create this poem and music/video combination.
Featured Image Above: My photo of the guest bedroom wall, from when I was staying at my cousin’s (Maureen) place, in Philadelphia, May 2019
Will the Doves Ever Be Free?
Sunday morning
The bells are petitioning
For more than a King’s Ransom
Sunday’s doves are loudly singing
Their unceasing
And unfinished Anthem
Beyond Sunday’s unanswered sessions
The bells will not stop resounding
The Chimes of Freedom
Ivor Steven (c) November 2022

Today I have been proofreading my copy of “Perceptions”, and to break-up the tedious task of proofreading, I wrote this metaphorical poem about reading the book.
Beyond the Sky
Today I traveled to the stars
And touched the outer limits
Of the universe’s Milky Way
There, I opened a magical storybook
That had traversed the mysteries
Of my bedazzled mind
There, my unraveled visions were impelled
By a strong solar storm
Originating in the Atlantic Ocean
From beyond the windswept Isle of Wight
Then finally, my distant dreams
Cautiously touched down
On the curiously tranquil waters
Of Geelong’s windswept Corio Bay

Ivor Steven (c) November 2022
I have copied and pasted my article from “Go Dog Go Cafe’s” Throwback Friday segment … I’m afraid my computer has the ‘go-slow hic-ups’ tonight …
Here I am presenting a poem I wote in November 2019, which is in my book Tullawala, on page 23.
Ripples of Inconsiderateness (Tullawalla, page23)
Today, an arctic wind blow’s
I have winter socks on my toes
Spring’s forgotten to fill our garden barrow
Cold rains are still falling on the meadows
And on the ranges, there is new snow
Here, the ripples on the bay steeply grow
Shoreline sands are stinging airborne ammo
Our midday sun, did fail to show
Like a ship’s stowaway hiding in the cargo
He’ll be found warming himself in Moscow
It’s time to unload our winter crossbow
Give summer a turn to be the star of the show
Ivor Steven (c) November 2022

Featured Image Above: ‘Mushrooms’ taken by Derrick Knight, and thank you to Derrick for allowing me reproduce his photos here on my poetry site.
>> https://derrickjknight.com/2022/11/02/ibsley-ford/
Special Announcement: Today I have a “Copy” of “Our” new book Perceptions for me to proofread on the weekend



Off-white
White moon and white mushrooms
White doggie and white clouds
Here my writer’s world is a chromatic lamplight
After the passing of my gracious Aphrodite
Now I dream tonight
About the earth’s broken stalactites
And how the atmosphere is turning a sickly off-white
Like a grubby plastic skylight
Now with foresight
My tethered “Itmims” craft is ready and watertight
And awaits her saviours next spaceflight
“Itmims” … Ivor’s Time Machine In Micro Space

Ivor Steven (c) November 2022
Hello dear readers and followers, I am pleased to announce that I have managed to produce my “Thirtieth Tullawalla” Booklet … For new readers that don’t know about these booklets, they are basically the reason why I write poetry. I produce these ‘home-printed’ booklets for the sole purpose of raising funds for my favourite charity organisation, the MS Society, in Australia via the MS Charity Shop here in Geelong. And actually all money’s I receive for any of my poetry .via, submissions, I donate to the MS Society…. I’m proud to announce, that the sale of my “Tullawalla Booklets”, have now gone pass $1500.00, … to all the lovely readers, who have donated, to help achieve such a wonderful amount, a big heartfelt thank you, from “us” and the MS Society … …..Incredibly, there is now a total of “1303 poems”, Yep, over “A Thirteen Hundred Poems” in my collection/series of “30” Tullawalla Booklets. After 3 months, this booklet is finally completed, and ready for sale now !! As always, they are available for purchase, either as a hard copy ‘Booklet’, or a PDF format….. All proceeds go to the MS Charity Shop, here in Geelong West….. Please contact me here through my website page and I can chat to you about arrangements from there…. Oh, the booklet is called “Tullawalla, Miles From Home”… And here is the link to my website >> https://ivors20.wordpress.com
Miles From Home
Now
He gives me that inquisitive stare
“Don’t look at me like that
I know mate, I know
I should never have left the wife”
Today
I went left, instead of right
No matter what direction
Or decision I choose
At the end of day
There will be night
My time to rest
And remain out of sight
Tonight
I will sleep under the stars
With my loyal companion
By my side
Tomorrow
I shall take the backroads
Miles away from my troubled life
Miles and miles
Beyond those days of strife

Ivor Steven (c) November 2022
Hello dear readers and followers, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Moonlight Words”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below to view my poem, at Coffee House Writers.
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/moonlight-words/

Ivor Steven (c) November 2022