Nightmare Whispers, Preorder Now ..

Nightmare Whispers

What is Nightmare Whispers? It is 3 volumes of short horror stories and dark poetry. It is the collected fears and darkness that lingers just out of the light.

Why is there three volumes? Well that’s because we recieved more quality stories than we had room for in a single volume. It was admittedly us deciding that we wanted to share the stories that were too amazing to refuse.

Where can you get your own copy?

#NIghtmareWhispers PRE-ORDERS ARE HERE! Nightmare Whispers Volume 1: The
Darkness Within releases on October 31st 2020, but if you act now you can pre￾order yourself a copy of the books for the discounted price of $5.
#NWTheDarknessWithin #Anthologies #Horror
- Pre-Order Here: Www.books2read.com/NWTheDarknessWithin


#NIghtmareWhispers PRE-ORDERS ARE HERE! Nightmare Whispers Volume 2:
Madness Echoes releases on October 31st 2020, but if you act now you can pre￾order yourself a copy of the books for the discounted price of $5.
#NWMadnessEchoes #Anthologies #Horror
- Pre-Order Here: http://www.books2read.com/NWMadnessEchoes


#NIghtmareWhispers PRE-ORDERS ARE HERE! Nightmare Whispers Volume 3:
What Remains releases on October 31st 2020, but if you act now you can pre￾order yourself a copy of the books for the discounted price of $5.
#NWWhatRemains #Anthologies #Horror
- Pre-Order Here: http://www.books2read.com/NWWhatRemains

Cheers

Ivor Steven. October 2020


Not Here nor There

From here in Australia, I’ve been reading the stories about Mr Trump and his having contracted the ‘Covid’ virus this week, and his subsequent “miraculous/cure” recovery…. which seemed to remind me of this poem I wrote back in October 2017


Not Here nor There

My time is slowly passing.

Age is creeping, not lasting.

I’m frail and growing older.

My body shivers when it’s colder.

And sweats like hell, in the heat.

My mind is feeble and weak.

I don’t seem to remember.

Whether it’s March, April, or September.

Here I sit, what am I doing.

There I look, where am I going.

There I ask, what’s for tea dear.

Oh, I forgot, she’s not here.

Well best I retire to bed.

Wrest this weary head.

Under a linen sheet, like a white hood.

And lie here, on this piece of driftwood.




Ivor Steven (c) October 2017

Is There Love Behind Steamed-up Glasses Of Dread

This week’s Wednesday Challenge on Weekly Prompts is; STEAMED LENSES. Please go over and check out their fabulous site by clicking  >> Here .  The below poem is my response to the prompt…

 

Is There Love Behind Steamed-up Glasses Of Dread

 

Life is indeed a tangle web

Behind steamed-up glasses of dread

But finding an end to the masks loose threads

Eventually unbinds previous words misread

 

We are bruised and torn

We are the drowned unicorns

Hatred is trampling our weary souls

Love and healing should be our goals

 

Love is every season, and the ones in between

Love is every moonbeam, and the ones in between

Love is every sunrise, and the ones in between

Love is an afternoon sea-breeze, and the cool evenings in between

I know these visions to be a true call

Because I’ve looked into the wizard’s crystal-ball

 

Ivor Steven (c)  October 2020

Is There Love Behind Steamed-up Glasses Of Dread

This week’s Wednesday Challenge on Weekly Prompts is; STEAMED LENSES. Please go over and check out their fabulous site by clicking on this link >> https://weeklyprompts.com/2020/10/07/wednesday-challenge-steamed-lenses/ . The below poem is my response to the prompt…


Is There Love Behind Steamed-up Glasses Of Dread

Life is indeed a tangle web

Behind steamed-up glasses of dread

But finding an end to the masks loose threads

Eventually unbinds previous words misread



We are bruised and torn

We are the drowned unicorns

Hatred is trampling our weary souls

Love and healing should be our goals



Love is every season, and the ones in between

Love is every moonbeam, and the ones in between

Love is every sunrise, and the ones in between

Love is an afternoon sea-breeze, and the cool evenings in between

I know these visions to be a true call

Because I’ve looked into the wizard’s crystal-ball


Nightmare Whispers, The Darkness Within


In the anthology, “Nightmare Whispers, Vol I, The Darkness Within”, I have 3 of my poems represented: ‘Lost on the River’, ‘Smashed Pumpkin Brains’ & ‘Who’s Rowing My Boat in the Dark’. NIghtmare Whispers PRE-ORDERS ARE HERE! Nightmare Whispers Volume 1: The Darkness Within releases on October 31st 2020, but if you act now you can pre-order yourself a copy of the books for the discounted price of $5.#NWTheDarknessWithin #Anthologies #Horror- Pre-Order Here: https://books2read.com/Nwthedarknesswithin


Cheers & Happy Reading

Ivor Steven

Tower to Heaven



Today I am presenting one of my poems from the “Fae Dreams” Anthology, being released by Fae Corps Publishing, on 31st October. The poem is a piece I wrote 2 years ago, and I’m ecstatic to have “Tower to Heaven” published in this fabulous Anthology. Here’s the pre-order link for the “Fae Dreams” Anthology. >

www.books2read.com/FaeDreams


Tower to Heaven


I remember the day

Like it was yesterday

A cold morning in the paddock

I, a shadow in the flock

Standing beside a giant pylon

I looked up to heaven

Straight up the tower

The tower of power

Crosses of galvanized iron

Shimmering under the winter sun

Wind whistling through its huge steel web

Howling sounds Hades walking dead

And demons screaming in my head

My spirit begun climbing the spire

Clambering higher and higher

Up the pyramid of life’s wires

Desperate, I grasp at my ultimate desire

A visionary mission before I die

To embrace a piece of my angels’ sky




Ivor Steven (c) October 2020

Nightmare Whispers, Vol I, II & III




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

Ribbons and Buttons


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