These Anthologies, produced by Fae Corps Inc Publishing, are now available for preorder:
Nightmare Whispers, Vols, I, II, & III
This set of anthologies has been a wonderful display of creativity and talent by a wonderful group of people.
You can Preorder At each of these links:
http://www.books2read.com/NWTheDarknessWithin
http://www.books2read.com/NWMadnessEchoes
http://www.books2read.com/NWWhatRemains
To all my Readers, Cheers
From, Ivor Steven. October 2020
Over on Weekly Prompts, the Wednesday Challenge is Button Jars. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here. And the poem below is my response to the prompt.
Ribbons and Buttons
Reclining in my verandah chair
I notice my blue shirt needs repair
And I search for her sewing box of needles and cotton
Looking for a few shiny buttons
There between memories of pink and white ribbons
In a basket full of trinkets, not to be forgotten
Here inside my private cube
I’m a cool Mr Fix-it dude
Or so I was secretly told
By a girl who came in from the cold
Her greeting did warm my soul
Me, a lonesome old stray
Smiled, and come what may
I proudly donned the blue shirt for today
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2020
Today I was up and going at sunrise
Preparing for an important check-up on my heart’s demise
Early in the morning an angel came and shaved my chest
Ready for the procedures arduous test
And I was wired-up and plugged in
Calmly listening to sounds of harps playing
Then I heard a tune by Leonard Cohen
And my mind was peacefully drifting
I’m smiling, I must have looked contented
My Doctor nodded in acknowledgement
Seeing my ‘muses’ T-shirt at the bedhead
Suddenly, faster and stepper I must tread
Until finally the machine slowed down
And I’m resting on the bed in my hospital gown
Waiting for my heartrate to normalise
Then the angel leans over and whispers, “you’ll see many more sunrises”
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2020.
In this Universe
Love’s our universe within
Our own shining star
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2020
This new Fall fell
Leaving us no time to dwell
Nothing will ever be the same
Where’s the old Olympic flame?
The world’s bubble has burst
Pricked by a deflating curse
Then captured inside the owner’s empty purse
Are we spinning in reverse?
The snails have left their shells
Searching for a new citadel
Lugging the fading Olympic torch
Can the cauldron again light-up our front porch?
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 21020
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 at ‘Go Dog Go Cafe’…
Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday. All Go Dog Go Cafe community members are invited to post one link 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.
This week over on Weekly Prompts, the Weekend challenge is; Oddities. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on this link… >> >>https://weeklyprompts.com/2020/09/26/weekend-challenge-oddities/ . During the week I was live video-online chatting to my cousin from Bensalem, an outer suburb of Philadelphia, and “oddly” she was excitedly talking out her “Ladybug Farm Kit”, and how she going to be proud owner of newly born/hatched little ladybugs !!… She enthusiastically sent me photos of her new “little pets”. I’m smiling broadly to myself, and I told her “your quaint little oddity, has inspired me write an odd little poem about the ladybugs”….
A Ladybug Flies in From Bensalem
A scarlet caped ladybug
Lands on my sleeve and gently shrugs
Resting there, snug as a bug on a rug
And honouring me with love and soft hugs
Nature’s tiniest of goddesses
Who fans us with butterfly kisses
Quietly sharing good fortune and best wishes
Then silently flittering away to the next Hibiscus
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2020
The new Anthology, Fae Dreams, which contains “6” of my poems, is now available for pre-order, via the attached links below…
The preorder/link for Fae Dreams is going to be https://books2read.com/FaeDreams
books2read.comAvailable now at your favorite digital store!Fae Dreams by Fae Corps Publishing (20 kB)
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2020
My body is beginning to tire
And I am in need of a new fire
Beyond the swallowing quicksand
Here now, I surely stand
Resurrected, upon solid ground
And what a maze destiny’s unwound
Inside my fading mind
Lays an old silver mine
Of tunnels yet to be found
Where unused treasures abound
Awaiting a silent command
From my lost soul’s dreamland
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2020
‘Featured Image’ above: I’ve used this wonderful photo from Derrick Knight’s blog/website before, although here today, I’ve used a colour filter (Vanilla). Again thank you Derrick, for allowing me to use this beautiful and impressive photo, with my humble little Haiku.
Tree
“I stand in your shade
Your limbs shed leaves over me
I’m warm in your arms”
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2020
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