Inside my creative head
Blooms my minds flowerbed
Nurturing stories not to be misread
I see a pot of sapphire dust and water
The old wizard’s wondrous recipe
And drop by drop the magic potion
Rises beyond a soothing lotion
Above the cloudy clouds cotton wool
My empty sails are only half full
And my mystical galleon ship is drifting
Upon a pool of uncharted writings
Becalmed, I’m listening to a romantic viola
And waiting for a guiding tow from her golden gondola
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2020.
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 Saturday the Weekend Challenge from ‘Weekly Prompts’ is The Face. Please go and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> https://weeklyprompts.com/2020/09/19/weekend-challenge-the-face/ .. And the below is my response to this weeks prompt.
Below the Surface
I’ve had thorns under my feet
And a rose between my teeth
I’m on a voyage to somewhere, and beyond
And the false façade goes on and on
Left follows right, one of us cannot be wrong
The Small Faces are singing the same old song
And the winter snake-skins have all gone
Lets face it, will I ever truly belong?
The mysterious journey never ends
Until that inevitable finale bend
George said it’s “A long and winding road”
And I’ll face life’s hard curves, unbowed
Above Artwork: By Kerri Costello, Graphic Design Artist, my beautiful niece/second cousin, who lives in Philadelphia, she’s so very talented, and a very special person in my life, thank you Kerri.
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2020.
Flowers and Dragon Chimes, a Haiku
Spring pastels shimmer
Below the dragon wind chimes
Salmon and lime green
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2020
Earlier today I was having an on-line video chat with my niece Kerri, in Philadelphia, and during our conversation, we often mentioned, how the world was going “crazy”. So here’s my “crazy” poem, inspired by my “crazy” Philadelphia relatives, Kerri, Joanne and Ken….
Half Normal and Half Crazy
The day’s cold and breezy
Phillip the penguin is going crazy
Excitedly clapping his wings
Waiting for our luncheon fling
He’s jumping and shouting
“We are going on an outing !!”
Despite our masks and the pouring rain
Time has come to leave our quarantine
And savour a fluffy carrot cake again
Drink hot coffee and fizzy champagne
Drown these hazy days of feeling lazy
And resurrect ourselves from going completely crazy
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2020
Here I am re-posting a poem that I recently submitted to be published, however the piece didn’t get accepted, and later on today, I’m going to present this poem on “Go Dog Go Cafe’s” ‘Throwback Friday’ weekly category … but firstly, I’m posting “My Sunrise” here on my site…
My Sunrise
I’ve walked a thousand lonely miles
Looking for her everlasting smile
Gradually scaling Ararat’s steepest cliff
There, sipping from the grail’s cup of youth
I’ve travelled to the edge of time
To find the final word of rhyme
Where my sunrise soared into the sky
To recapture her last goodbye
Then I crawled on my hands
Searching for that broken line in the sand
I’ve dug myself a hole, deep into space
To join her spirit and grace
Releasing my star into the universe
And I awoke, to write more of this verse
Ivor Steven (c) Feb 2018
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Today’s prompt: sapphire stardust
Dancing Stardust
The morning sky caresses my eyes
Shades of daylight colours, amplified
A cosmos of infinite sapphire stardust
Royal aqua beams, an inviting wanderlust
I’m illuminated on this day, to actually try
Gather up all my blues, that have yet to cry
Pack them in first, don’t waste a chance
There is time left, to travel this vast expanse
My Itmims* craft is waiting, and ready to fly
And traverse through space’s cobalt sky
These alien eyes, sense my universe wants to have a dance
And embrace my star’s everlasting existence
*Itmims; Ivor’s Time Machine In Micro Space
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2020
Sunrise Beyond the Cracks
My sage coloured curtains are half open
And the grey cloudy sky is half blue
I see the tree tops are half green
And above their swaying screens
I see last nights fading half moon
Is my world a half empty spoon?
Or is my ocean half full of wishes?
And splashing daylight kisses
Upon nature’s eternal waterfalls
Where misty forest rainbows
Deck her shimmering valley halls
My sunrise beyond the cracks in crumbing walls
Ivor Steven (c) September 2020
Here in Victoria we have the famous ‘Fairy Penguin Parade’ on “Phillip” Island, which is south-east of Melbourne. Because of the current ‘Covid’ restrictions, Phillip Island ‘Nature Parks’ are currently broadcasting live telecasts of the fantastic Penguin Parade, and hopefully this YouTube link will work for you >> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eGr3V2pwNbo
A Cool Penguin
During these days of low tides
I am again to be shut inside
Today, there is more reasons than one
My courtyard’s devoid of springs sun
And there are only raindrop ripples
On the grounds expanding puddles
And standing there in the pouring rain
Drinking the wet sky, like cascading champagne
Was Phillip the penguin, wryly smiling
And splashing in the cool pool under his webbing
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2020.
I standing was on an iceberg
Near the south pole
Watching the news on Bloomberg
Wanting to know who was in control
Time, never leaves us alone
Time and time again
We say, where has time gone
Nineteen years, since that September pain
Where were you on that day?
When Times Square stood still
As the sky-line fell on Broadway
Testing humanities courage and will
Ivor Steven (c) September 11th 2020
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