The year faltered and stumbled by
After Santa’s last reindeer traveled the sky
Months of ‘covid’ blocked all roads to Rome
That prevented families from going home
When the festive season did arrive
Finally there were real hugs and high fives
Rejoicing among warm hearts and smiling faces
Standing cozily beside those old familiar fireplaces
Ivor Steven (c) December 2021
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New Windows
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The day after
Flying around this old tree
Life is slowly coming back to me
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I step away from my “Itmims” sleigh
To embrace the new world
And give celebrations another whirl
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With a life full of joy
My journey continues
To dance through
Lockdown’s open windows
Ivor Steven (c) December 26th 2021
Ivor Steven (c) December 2021
One of my poems with me flying around in my “Itmims” space-craft … that I posted on “Go Dog Go Cafe” today .. …
My Christmas poem from December 2018, when I was allowed to go home for Christmas after spending two months in Hospital, during which time my imagination had created my escapism space-craft– Ivor’s Time Machine In Micro Space.
, A Starry ChristmasEve
“Look, up there”, high in the night sky
“No!”, It’s not the sleigh and reindeer
What is that mysterious red space craft?
Zooming through the moon-shadow clouds
“There again”, the crowd declares
“Yes! it’s that alien shipItmims”
Why tonight, when the airways are so busy?
With so many precious gifts to be delivered
“But wait”, the alien’s steering away towards the north
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Ivor Steven (c) October 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 30 years, who suffered from…
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I can feel the sea
When I hear to the trees
Embracing the sky
Ivor Steven (c) December 2021
The featured imaged above is photo I took today, because coincidently, I happen to be reading a book of Emily Dickinson’s poems … and thank you to my neice Kerri, (a graphic design artist) for cleverly enhancing the image, so as to make the words legible .. (my original photo was deplorable due to bright reflections from the midday sun)
Dear Emily
Your mystical words speak to me
About yesteryear
And beyond today
Where smiles and dimples
Live within bandaged moments
Of my soul
Your book describes the universe
From Celestial lists
To below nature’s dome
Where birds and butterflies
Live within unruffled moments
Of the sky
Your worldly wisdom fills my dreams
From babbling brooks
To mountainous oceans
Where imagination flows freely
And lives within loving moments
Of my heart
Ivor Steven (c) December 2021
I am pleased and proud to announce that my two ‘Christmas’ poems ‘Australian Reindeer & A Friend Calls’, were published in the Positive Words Magazine, December Issue, and thank you to the Editor, Sandra, for selecting my poems… For further information about this fabulous Australian magazine, visit their site via this link > https://positivewordsmagazine.wordpress.com/
Attached below, I have scanned the poems directly from my copy of the Magazine
Australian Reindeer
A Friend Calls
Ivor Steven (c) December 21st 2021
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
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
