Throwback Friday, Lines To Nowhere, by Ivor Steven

This Weeks Throwback Friday poem at “Go Dog Go Cafe” is “Lines To Nowhere” from November 2018

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Over on my website, I have recently re-posted two of my older poems from a time three years ago, when I was beginning a three month stay in hospital. I was originally suffering from a “mystery” virus, and then I had a stroke, followed by another minor stroke. … Somehow I managed to write about that three month journey via my poems, and today I’m presenting a poem I wrote from my hospital bed during the second week of hospitalisation.

Lines To Nowhere

My curtains were opened

I saw a setting eclipse

And I decided to walk

To the south side of the moon

Taking my own spoon

I heard there’s a cheese-cake tasting

A sweet crumbly base

Topped with blueberries and cream

Life’s not about lying in bed

I’ll meet you for a kiss

After school

Down by the old pool

Ivor Steven (c) October 2018

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Level Seven

Today with this reblog, my hospitalisation story, in poems from three years ago continues …



Level Seven


I’m here on level seven

I might nearly see heaven

Suddenly the silent wall slaps me hard

With a soul shattering boom

My heart recites to me, her tune of doom

A building of gray bricks

Comes crashing down on me

I’m crying remorseful tears

‘Twas her hospital for thirty years

We would always either be home or here

Backwards and forwards

Short visits, long stays

Inside out, upside down

Wounded hopes, broken dreams

Decades of her gracious courage, never undenied

Now I lay on her memories, here she died


Ivor Steven (c) 2018

A Blue Shark in My bed

This time three years ago, was the beginning of my three months is hospital, originally suffering from a “mystery” virus, and then I had a stroke, followed by another minor stroke. … Somehow I managed to write about that three month journey via my poems, and today I’m presenting the first poem I wrote from my hospital bed during that time …

A Blue Shark in My bed




I’m lying in bed, hallucinating

They’ve given me too many pain killers

Swimming between soaked sheets

In an ocean of hot sweat

I see a blue shark in my bed

Angrily circling me

That killers glint in his eyes

His giant jaws open wide

And he viciously bites me

Piercing my lower neck

And poking my left eye out

My blood is boiling on the red sea


If this is hell, please ring the bell

I shall pray to save my soul, and be set free

I’m swirling in drugs, I cannot think

My eyes are shut, I cannot blink

Where are you mum

I was always your number one

She’d make me my favourite cake

A passion-fruit sponge she’d bake

I sense a benevolent friend, if he’s not too late

Smuggling me a gun, past white guards, inside mum’s cake


To you who cannot see me, I’m an ancient fable

Who’s about to leave the table

With the rest of the disabled

I’ll look for you, in your higher stables

How can I find my way back?

I’ve lost my winding track

Life for me cannot be the same

I’m not recovering, I’m losing the game

Forgotten my name and where to aim

Destiny has me old and lame





Ivor Steven (c) November 2021

New Mushrooms, by Ivor Steven

I’m thrilled to announce that a second poem of mine “New Mushrooms” was also selected by the Red Wolf Journal for their up-coming 2022 Spring Edition Anthology, a sincere thank you to the editor Irene for accepting my poem.

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Ivor Steven (c) November 2021

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New Mushrooms
by Ivor Steven

After the storm
Old boundaries were transformed
Fences were moved and torn
Fields smelled of rotting corn
Patient vultures remained airborne
Above the drowning longhorn’s

After the storm
I rested under the peppercorn
And I saw new mushrooms rise with the dawn

Ivor Steven was formerly an Industrial Chemist, then a Plumber, and has been writing for 20 years. He is a member of Geelong Writer Inc (Australia), a team member with the on-line blog-site ‘Go Dog Go Cafe (America), and is a writer for the Coffee House Writers Magazine (America).

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Lights Above Bridges, by Ivor Steven

My poem “Lights Above Bridges” was selected by Red Wolf Journal for their up-coming 2022 Spring Edition Anthology, a sincere thank you to the editor Irene for accepting my poem.

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Ivor Steven (c) November 2021

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Lights Above Bridges
by Ivor Steven

Bridges span our invisible years
And carry our many fallen tears
Crossing over old hidden fears

Bridges are burnt over time
Years turn to ashes in an instant
And time is our only constant

Beyond the longest bridges
Under the ocean’s deepest blue
And above nature’s darkest green
Love’s evolving hues renew
And Aurora lights are on debut

Ivor Steven was formerly an Industrial Chemist, then a Plumber, and has been writing for 20 years. He is a member of Geelong Writer Inc (Australia), a team member with the on-line blog-site ‘Go Dog Go Cafe (America), and is a writer for the Coffee House Writers Magazine (America).

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Promote Yourself Monday, November 22, 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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Connected

My poem today has been inspired by the three photos here on my article … The photos were all taken by Derrick Knight, who kindly allowed me to reproduce them here for my poem “Connected” … You may visit Derrick’s fabulous site by clicking on this link >> https://derrickjknight.com/2021/11/19/traffic-control-duties/

Connected


up there

under draconian dark clouds

I see a blue moon rising

gracefully shrouding the horizon


meanwhile


back here

on terra firma

woodland Autumn leaves are

colourfully crowning her mounds


where nature’s

unruffled fauna are found

gratefully grazing upon her

wounded ground






Ivor Steven (c) November 2021

Throwback Friday, Flying Behind a Mask, by Ivor Steven

My Throwback Friday poem at ‘Go Dog Go Cafe’ is “Flying Behind a Mask” from October 2018

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In October 2018 I went on tourist trip to China, and ironically on the flight over I wore a face-mask because I had a bad ‘cold’ …

Flying Behind aMask

I’m on the flight to far away lands

Chatting to a lady beside me, Sue

She’s a fellow poet too

A member of the Canberra Writer’s

I’m a long long way from home

Travelling back in time

Already two hours behind

Jetting my way to ancient China

To visit the old Forbidden City

Palace of bygone Dynasty’s

Then I’ll walk upon The Great Wall

Feel the ghostly bones beneath my toes

Who’s to say dead fish don’t fly

I’m eating Barramundi and bamboo sauce in the sky

Watching Nick Cave performing on screen

His spectacular concert in Copenhagen

Sipping on a Wolf Blass red wine

I’m relaxing and flying high

Ivor Steven (c) October 2018

G’day, and welcome to my…

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Inside (aHaiku)

A big thank you to Colleen (The Chatter Blog) for her thought evoking post yesterday, which inspired me to write this Haiku for her … you may visit her post by clicking on this link >> https://bikecolleenbrown.wordpress.com/2021/11/17/someones-truth/



Inside (a Haiku)


Within nothingness

Asleep in a ghostly nest

There lurks loneliness





Ivor Steven (c) November 2021