





Surprise, Surprise (a Tanka)
The bird’s silhouettes
Produce very clear photos
In the foggy light
An unexpected result
For this poet/photographer
Ivor Steven (c) August 2025






Surprise, Surprise (a Tanka)
The bird’s silhouettes
Produce very clear photos
In the foggy light
An unexpected result
For this poet/photographer
Ivor Steven (c) August 2025
It’s Market Day this Saturday from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m.
* Our popular monthly markets are all undercover at Centrepoint Arcade on the third Saturday of every month.
* They feature art, unique goods from local makers, second-hand goods, plants, books, and more.
* There are also open art studios, Yesterday Vintage, Untether Gallery, HBT Collectables, and the May’d Shop.
All at, Centrepoint Arcade
132 Little Malop St, Geelong
From 11 am to 3 pm
And I’ll be there with ‘Frankie’ and my “New Bookstall Set-up”


Ivor Steven (c) August 2025





A Foggy Morn (a Haiku)
The morning sun’s gone!
Opaquely hiding under
A grey linen sheet
Ivor Steven (c) August 2025

Hello, dear readers and followers. I write for Coffee House Writers magazine (USA) fortnightly, and my poem “Nature’s Ponds” is in this week’s edition.
To read the poem, please click the link below to visit my Coffee House Writers Magazine article.
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/natures-ponds/

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Until Eyes Hear Sound
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Perceptions:
Amazon >> Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
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Tullawalla:
Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books
OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com
Ivor Steven © August 2025
Last night’s moonrise over Corio Bay felt like nature’s gentle transition from winter to spring. This Tanka is my reflection (and Frankie’s) on that moment of quiet beauty.






Moonrise by the Bay — a quiet witness to winter’s farewell
My Lunar Lullaby (a Tanka)
Cobalt twilight sky,
With a pink full moon rising
Over a calm Bay-
Winter’s lunar finale,
My world’s springtime lullaby.
Ivor Steven (c) August 2025






Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is the word Circumspection.
To visit their fabulous site, please click HERE
Away With the Faeries
Walking in a dreamy haze,
Inside a bubble of days.
Yet hearing a silent morning chant,
From the intrigued missionary ant.
Talking to an unreadable cloud,
Ignoring the bewildered crowd.
Yet the sky is a warm winter blue,
And toes are sipping yesterday’s stew.
Meandering and wondering-
Then wandering toward today’s horizon.
A hessian bag of forests and mountains,
A stone’s throw away from tomorrow’s fountain.
An ocean beyond magpies and wallabies,
In a land of bearberries and faeries.
Ivor Steven (c) August 2025






Flying North
I am flying among the clouds,
Carrying my traveling shroud,
Far beyond this maddening crowd.
Leaving my comfy nest, with no regrets,
And disguised as a curious silhouette,
I’ll be traversing many foreign sunsets.
Ivor Steven (c) August 2027






It’ll be a full moon tomorrow, and appropriately, my Throwback Friday is a full moon poem, which I wrote in May 2024.
Please note that all attached images were taken by me late this afternoon (Thursday).
In the Full Moon’s Afterglow
My world’s worn-out words flow
From the torn sunflower meadows
To the silent streets of Moscow
Written on the hills of Dnipro in blue-line lingo
Beyond the reach of the full moon’s afterglow
And painted in lyrical tempo with hypnotic gusto
Am I to be another muted scarecrow
Mutilated by the warlords’ errant crossbows

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Until Eyes Hear Sound
Lulu Books >> Until Eyes Hear Sound (lulu.com)

Perceptions:
Amazon >> Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
Lulu Books >> Perceptions (lulu.com)

Tullawalla:
Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books
OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com
Ivor Steven © May 2025





Moon Crossing (a Tanka)
I see the white moon
Crossing the afternoon sky
I hear the moon sigh
“Why do I shine so brightly?
When my light falls on dark eyes”
Ivor Steven (c) August 2025



Written for Sadje’s, “What do you see # 300- 4th August, 2025”
To visit Sadje’s (Keep It Alive) fabulous site, please click >> Here
Watching the Sky
I am not a seasoned
international traveler,
but if you wish to go overseas-
Come, fly with me
For your long-distance flight,
So hold on tight
as we hit the heights,
to see all the wondrous sights.
Wave goodbye
to the great southern sky.
Up here, the air is pristine,
and all the world is green.
Ivor Steven (c) August 2025