Ivor.Plumber/Poet

Rivers Flow By

I find the tears never stop, they just have longer dry spells between the showers……..
“How many rivers of tears must we cry
Before all our deepest wells run dry” … Ivor, May 2012

Rivers Flow By

I sit and watch the rivers flow by

I gaze up and see the clouds roll away

I feel the sun’s warmth is within me to stay

I know my heartbeat is hers every day

I sit and watch the rivers flow by

I look above and see today’s clear blue sky

Ivor Steven (c) May 2021

These Days

Here comes one of those days

When my soul feels the light of hope within me

How could I ever forget those days

*Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me*

Now I bless the light

The spirit of those days within me

Forever your star of hope, glows so bright

Always there, shining down on me

Now I thank you for these days

The dance of glory you gave me

Remembering our world’s warm nights and joyful days

How could I forget, that blade of grass you gave me

That everlasting gift, walks with me every day

You’re in my heart every single day, believe me

*Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me* This line, is a line I’ve taken from the Ray Davies song “Days”, they are truly glorious words, and I could not write a better line to suit my poem, than this brilliant piece by Ray Davies….. so now sit back and enjoy his magnificent song…. “Days”

Ivor Steven (c) May 2020

I Await Another Night

A cold frosty morning accompanies me in bed

I’m shaking and anxious about the day ahead

A day in May, when emptiness is a void I dread

The cool stillness and loneliness is surreal

The passageway to my light is dark and hard to feel

If only I knew that light at the end of the tunnel was real

In a dream of fading light, dawn disappears out of sight

And today’s trivial realities await another night

Ivor Steven (c) May 2021

Promote Yourself Monday, May 3, 2021

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Who is Watching?

Today is not the end of the world … but 9 years ago today, my wife, Carole did pass away … “Let’s give love one more chance”

A special thank you to “Bushboy” for kindly allowing me to use his photos, as my Featured photos today, and here is a link to his fabulous site >> The flying penguin and others – bushboys world

Who is Watching?

Are the clouds clearing?

Are the stars shining brighter?

Is the man on the moon smiling wider?

Today the sunlight is more radiant

The universe is more observant

Is the world more united?

Ivor Steven (c) May 2021

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) April 2021

Throwback Friday, Memory Rain, by Ivor Steven

Here is a poem that I posted on the Go Dog Go Cafe’s, Throwback Friday segment, a few hours ago. I’ve made a few little changes to this poem, that I originally posted on my site on August 24th 2017. I think my updated version added some softness to my poem. Please go over and visit the fabulous Go Dog Go Cafe site by clinking on this link >> http://godoggocafe.com/2021/04/30/throwback-friday-memory-rain-by-ivor-steven/

Memory Rain

Every time I opened our photo album

I saw her personal emblem

Every time I turned about-face

I felt pain and soft rain again

Every time I switched on the screen

I waited for a different dream

Every time I tried another channel

I cried during the battle

Every time I played another sad tune

I sang until the next full moon

Every time I walked out the back door

My head would be in the clouds

Every time I looked up to heaven

My angel stood waiting at the gate

I’d see the rain on her face

And I’d feel the memory rain again

Chromatic Pulse

Today I visited the “The Hue and Cry collective” art exhibition, with paintings by 3 talented local Geelong artists, Jenna Kernaghan, Daniel Hunt, and Nelson Ruler. The theme of the exhibition was “Chromatic Phenomenon”, and the Lowercase Poetry members were encouraged to go along and be inspired to write an Ekphrastic poem about the paintings… I have attached some photos of paintings, and my resultant poem …