Sleepy Hollow

A big thank you to Ingrid > ExperimentsInFiction, for accepting my late entry into her Halloween/ Sonnet Sunday list of articles that she posted on her site..visit her fabulous site via this link >>
https://experimentsinfiction.com/2021/11/01/sleepy-hollow-by-ivor-steven-sonnetsunday/

Featured Image above, and the Photo below, are by Derrick Knight, and thank you to Derrick for kindly allowing me to reproduce his photos on my site.

Sleepy Hollow

We come from a land down-under

Where men eat green pumpkin and cucumber

Our bayside town is called Sleepy Hollow

Where the nights are too quiet for owls and swallows

Here, Halloween spirits live beyond the outer limits

And are only allowed to visit at sunsets dying minutes

During the full moon’s twilight zone

We drink goanna juice from orange cones

And consume barbecued prawns by the dozen

While watching the bon-fires glow above the blue horizon

We send our children to gather grubs and magic mushrooms

From the haunted paths between the old witch’s tombs

And when they return we all fly away on iridescent brooms

Ivor Steven (c) November 2021

A Day At The Race, (is up at Coffee House Writers Magazine)

Hello dear readers and followers, as you may know, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “A Day At The Races”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below to read my poem at Coffee House Writers …
https://coffeehousewriters.com/a-day-at-the-races/

Ivor Steven (c) November 2nd 2021

Tullawalla #25, Lingering Songs

Hello dear readers and followers … amazingly, I have managed to produce my “Twenty Fifth Tullawalla” Poetry 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 “1062 poems”, Yep over “A Thousand Poems” in my collection/series of “25” Tullawalla Booklets. After 2 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 about arrangements from there…. Oh, the booklet is called “Tullawalla, Linger Songs”… And here is the link to my website >> https://ivors20.wordpress.com

Lingering Songs

sometimes I wished

for love to linger longer

other times I wished

my soul was stronger

old love lingers on

within lullaby songs

is my heart right or wrong?

sometimes when the music plays on and on

I hear my angel humming along

Ivor Steven (c) November 1st 2021

Pink Moon

My “Moon” poems have been shining for 10 days now, and today “Pink Moon” is the final poem in my series of “Moon Poems”, which coincides with Holloween tonight …And this piece I wrote in April this year..

Pink Moon

Beyond the shimmering sand

And a comforting hand

A gracious spirit is in command

Wandering along life’s deviations

Are not treasonous reactions

A change of mindset to the left of centre

May create a mystical adventure

Tonight there shines a super-moon

Bring a bowl, cream, and spoon

And share in the sweetness of pink moonbeams

That revive lost souls and sanction forgotten dreams

Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

Hypnotic Jasmine and Aromatic Coffee

On Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is post something just for the fun of it, and their prompt is: Just For Fun. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here . .. And today my poem “Hypnotic Jasmine And Aromatic Coffee” is a fun piece I wrote at the ‘Box Office Cafe’ this afternoon…

Hypnotic Jasmine and Aromatic Coffee

Under a sapphire sky

bathing in purified sun

a cool sea-breeze drifts by

adroitly holding the exotic fragrance

of a hypnotic jasmine blossom

then the cafe’s aromatic coffee

flavours the air

as a tasty apple-slice

awaits to be sacrificed

beyond the pandemic’s vices

Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

Throwback Friday, Blue Sky Moon (Revised), by Ivor Steven

This weeks “Throwback Friday” article over at Go Dog Go Cafe

Go Dog Go Café

Back on my WordPress blog site, I have been re-posting many of my older “Moon” poems, and in keeping with my “Moon Theme”, this week, I am presenting “Blue Sky Moon” here on Throwback Friday, a poem of mine from May 2020

Blue Sky Moon (Revised)

I do wonder why

In our blue daylight sky

You are hovering there

Giving us your half stare

From your comfy afternoon chair

And not your usual midnight glare

You, our beaming day time Moon

With your cultured silver spoon

Have you a hidden power source?

And the cunning of a Trojan Horse

Are you able to save us soon?

From our poisoned gloom

You, being so open and brave

Without the cover of your shadowed wave

Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

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A Slithery Moon

Well readers, here I go again, another “Moon” poem …I hope you are still enjoying my moon theme week ….

A Slithery Moon

Sunday softy sings

Undone on the wind

For a drowning underling

Tiredness creeps in

Church bells ring

For more silent writings

Numbness drops a teaspoon

Eyes close for the afternoon

Awaiting a slithery moon

Ivor Steven (c) March 2021.

A Slithery Moon

Hi readers and followers, today I am re-posting another “Moon”poem, but here in this introspective piece (March 2021), the moon seems to be slipping away from me …

A Slithery Moon

Sunday softy sings

Undone on the wind

For a drowning underling

Tiredness creeps in

Church bells ring

For more silent writings

Numbness drops a teaspoon

Eyes close for the afternoon

Awaiting a slithery moon

Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

Floating on the Moon

Hello readers and followers, today I am continuing with my theme of “Moom” poems, and if need to have a chat with me, “I am up here floating on the moon”

Floating On The Moon

I am not always wrong

And at times I may have been right

Behind my mask I smile

And at times I grimace

Numbness has entered my bones

Clumsiness guides my pen

Awkwardness precedes my stride

Uneasiness resonates in my voice

I am not able to walk on water

And at times I have sunk like a stone

I live within my soul’s cocoon

And at times I am floating on the moon

Ivor Steven (c) January 2021

A Midday Moon

Hello readers and followers, … my “Moon” poem theme continues today with a repost from September 2019, and I hope you are all enjoying my collection of “Moonolgues”

A Midday Moon

Surprise, surprise, up there in the sky

Hidden by the glare, of noon’s golden eye

I saw the moon, being cradled by the midday sun

There, glowing like a silver button

As hundreds of human’s passed me unawares

I was staring in wonderment, at our worlds brightest stars

The sun’s white ray’s, wore soft gloves of silk

And the moon was like a baby, enjoying mother’s milk

A chance of a lifetime I captured

Our sun and moon’s moment of embracing rapture

Ivor Steven (c) September 2019