Promote Yourself Mondays, March 21, 2022

Dear readers and followers, here’s a great opportunity for your writings to be read by other writers, and also to find and meet other writers. You are very welcome to participate, come along and visit our writer friendly site…..by clicking on the link at the bottom of this article >>
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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.

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Spotlight on Writers, Ivor Steven

A huge thank you to the editors at Spillwords, Dagmara and Rebecca, who guided me through to produce this interview.

SPOTLIGHT ON WRITERS

IVOR STEVEN

@ivors20

  1. Where, do you hail from?

I was born and raised in Geelong, Victoria, Australia (the southern part of the continent, an hour south of Melbourne), and I am still a resident of my home town, having never moved more than 5km away from my parents’ house.

  1. What is the greatest thing about the place you call home?

Geelong is a city beside the bay, and only 30 minutes away from the picturesque Bellarine Peninsula beaches, and the famous South Coast surf beaches. If I was to be reincarnated, I am sure I would come back as a dolphin.

  1. What turns you on creatively?

    For the rest of my Interview with ‘Spillwords Magazine’, please click onto this link provided by Spillwords >>   https://spillwords.com/spotlight-on-writers-ivor-steven/







Ivor Steven (c) March 2022

A Variation of the Same Theme 

This weekend the challenge from Weekly Prompts is: Variation. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here .. The below poem is my response to the prompt.




A Variation of the Same Theme


 

My usual lazy Saturday afternoon 

The sun is beaming like a silver spoon 

Here relaxing at my familiar save zone 

My favourite cafe, not far from home 


Then my mind begins to sadly ponder 

How the children are coping over yonder 


Without their afternoon coffee and fruitcake 

Without their young friends cuddles and handshakes 

Only to be left forsaken 

Clasping their frightened heartaches 



Ivor Steven (c) March 2022

Throwback Friday, Where Is Their Tomorrow? by Ivor Steven

Over at Go Do Go Cafe’s Throwback Friday, I presented another old poem that seemed reflect the war dilemma in the Ukraine at the moment

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Today’s Throwback is a poem I wrote in September 2018, however the theme of my piece seems to be disturbingly appropriate for present war situation in the Ukraine.

Where Is TheirTomorrow

I eat, I drink, I sleep

I casually dream of yesterday

I Shamefully wonder about tomorrow

I am walking along my sunny street

I am alive and free as a bird

But I am anxiously emotional about tomorrow

Will the children wake-up without crying?

Will the children see sunlight today?

Will the children be with their parents tomorrow?

How can the heartless leaders sleep?

How can they not hear the voices of today?

How can they continue to lie about tomorrow?

Ivor Steven (c) June 2018

G’day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I’m an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for…

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We Do Not Need Darker Skies




Wandering over shadowless ground

Did you notice too?

The clouds loomed darker this morning

And their bleakness was edging closer

Have they lost their way too?



Did you notice?

The birds sounded sadder this morning

They were not singing their awakening tunes

Actually! Where have all the birds gone

Have they fled from home too?






Ivor Steven (c) March 2022

Cosmic Eyes Are Watching

Look above the ugly pylons

Away from that slimy Russian python

Beyond those strangling power lines

There is a luminous cosmic sign

Piercing our dark thunderous skies

Wearing an ancient peacetime disguise

In a temple full of untainted eyes

Anticipating the worlds next golden sunrise






Ivor Steven (c) March 2022

Putin … Would You


I would surrender my poetic soul to you 

If that could hand you compassion? 

To help you stop your war


I would offer my shattered heart to you 

If you are needing a piece of heart?  

To help you stop your war


I would remove my crying eyes 

and stay blind to you 

If your ego is looking for guidance? 

To help you stop your war


President Putin
 
Have you a shred of decency? 

Left inside your arrogant mind


Would you? 

Desert your grandchildren 

And Evict them to be

Homeless and frightened






Ivor Steven (c) March 2022