Tullawalla #26, New Horizons

Hello dear readers and followers … I’m happy to announce that I have managed to produce my “Twenty Sixth Tullawalla” Poetry Booklet, just in time for Christmas … and yes they make for wondrous gifts to my family and friends … 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 “1105 poems”, Yep over “A Thousand Poems” in my collection/series of “26” 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 about arrangements from there…. Oh, the booklet is called “Tullawalla, New Horizons”… And here is the link to my website >> https://ivors20.wordpress.com




New Horizons




The calm whispering sky

Becomes the morning’s warm foot-bath

While doggie paws wander on the winding path


Dawn’s old cogs begin grinding

Rusty axles are slowly turning

Daytime wheels start rolling

Time never stops revolving

New seasons always keep evolving

And summertime lights up new horizons





Ivor Steven (c) December 2021

Nurture, Give, and Receive





Nurture, Give, and Receive




It’s a material world 

That leaves us in a whirl


What we really need 

Is a planet without greed 

That needs our minds to proceed

By growing and nurturing her seeds


Then our journey becomes that of the giver

Rather than being nature’s grieving receiver





Ivor Steven (c) December 2021

Throwback Friday, Odds And Ends, Curiosity Going Around The World, by Ivor Steven

My ‘Throwback Friday’ poem over at “Go Dog Go Cafe”,

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And there’s plenty of curiosity in these “odds and ends” pieces of poetry that I had compiled back in October 2018. They were all “verse comments” that I had made to some of my WordPress readers, about their posts at that time …

Odds And Ends, Curiosity Going Around The World

Curiosity

It’s the devil in me

curiosity of a busy bee

I just had to see

your words of poetry

Pencils

I never retire without my note-pad nearby

My lead pencil, my bedtime writing scribe

Sometimes heavy, other times light

A necessary sword to fight off dark nights

Words To You

You write to me

I write to you

Your thoughts say it all

Words do fall

Out of a crack in the wall

Stand on the rubble tall

Let the dust settle

Light up the Kettle

Have a cuppa and a chat

Light flows back, through the crack

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Future Skies (a Tanka)

Featured Image Above; and the two images below, are photos from Derrick Knight’s recent post “Pool Patterns”, and you may visit his article by clicking on this link
>> https://derrickjknight.com/2021/12/16/pool-patterns/

Pool Patterns


Future Skies




An old graceful world 

Shimmers upon mirrored pond 

Timeless images 

Nature’s blameless history 

Awaits future smogless skies 





Ivor Steven (c) December 2021

Christmas Lights

Season’s greetings to all my “WordPress Friends and Followers”

Featured Image: Geelong Floating Xmas Tree-2 | Russell Charters | Flickr

Today on Weekly Prompts the Wednesday challenge is: CHRISTMAS DINNER. Please visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here. .. and my poem ‘Christmas Lights’ is in response to their prompt …


Christmas Lights


A year of standing alone

Without the normal crowd

Talking to no one

Silence was far too loud


Shut in and locked down

Disinfected and scoured


Months of writer’s cramps

An elbow’s old nerve soured

Numbness travels to hand

Dumbness seemed to be allowed


December’s faltering days

Turned into Christmas lights

And a New Year causeway

Seems to be within sight






Ivor Steven (c) December 2021

Afloat, 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 “Afloat”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below to visit my poem, at Coffee House Writers …>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/afloat/

Coffee House Writers

Coffee House Writers

Afloat: This poem is about living in these confusing times of the “Covid” pandemic, and the constant uncertainty of handling normal everyday tasks.
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Ivor Steven (c) December 2021

New Horizons





New Horizons





The calm whispering sky

Becomes the morning’s warm foot-bath

While doggie paws wander on the winding path


Dawn’s old cogs begin grinding

Rusty axles are slowly turning

Daytime wheels start rolling

Time never stops revolving

New seasons always keep evolving

And summertime lights up new horizons





Ivor Steven (c) December 2021

Promote Yourself Monday, December 13, 2021

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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Promote yourself Mon

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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Tell Me Why (a Haibun)

Feeling very privileged and happy today. Last night, as a invited guest, I attended the special pre-show celebratory gathering and performance of Tell Me Why – Archie Roach, concert.

ABOUT THE SHOW:

A new work sharing stories and songs from Archie Roach’s award-winning memoir and companion album, Tell Me Why is an intimate, moving and often confronting account of his resilience, strength of spirit as well as a great love story. It’s an extraordinary odyssey of love, heartbreak, family, community, survival and renewal, showcasing the healing power of music.

Not many have lived as many lives as Archie, from stolen child, teenage alcoholic, seeker, lover, father, musical and lyrical genius, to social advocate and First Nations leader – but it took almost a lifetime to find who he really was. He is Archie Roach.

In the “Tell Me Why” show, Archie Roach voiced joy, pain, and hope within the songs that he had found on his journey to becoming the legendary singer, songwriter and storyteller that he is today; and below is my Haiku that I wrote straight after the concert …


Why (a Haiku)


The stolen children

Tell me why did they do that?

Does the river know?




Below; I have attached two of Archie Roach’s music/videos, and you can find more of his powerful lyrics and music on YouTube ...






Ivor Steven (c) December 2021