My poem “My Bridge’s Riverbed”, has been published at ‘FREE VERSE REVOLUTION”, and like to thank the Editor Kristiana for accepting this piece…
Throwback Friday, Mystic Man, by Ivor Steven
Here’s my Throwback Friday poem on ‘Go Dog Go Cafe’… come and visit this fabulous site ‘anytime’….. a writers site, for writers to meet other writers
Sixteen months ago, I was in hospital, and the specialists were not sure what was wrong with me, so I was place in a ‘Isolation/quarantine’ room for 2 weeks, and I have been reminded of that incarceration, by the present ‘Coronavirus outbreak, and I am reflecting on my time in that situation, and of being separated from the outside world….. During this isolation, I wrote a number of poems, and “Mystic Man” is one of those writings….. a mysterious poem, and obviously, in my mind I was desperately planning my ‘escape’……my imagination was running a fever…..
Mystic Man
I’m digging a tunnel
With my ball and chain
Underneath the great wall
Towards the east side of the moon
Away from these wasted days
Beyond the drain of pain
My eyes search for a light
Through my grotto’s ceiling crack
Resolutely my heart yells at me
“There’s no turning back”
Fingers…
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The River Knows – Poem by Ali Grimshaw
This poem by Ali Grimshaw is my first read for the day…..and what an awe-inspiring read….. your lazy bones will rattle, and you’re sleepy senses will be awakened…..so go and follow your day…
“I only went out for a walk, and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.”
– John Muir
In slowing my pace to lightly step
I saw the power of the hummingbird
defeating the odds again
to fly, even though science says it shouldn’t be able.
I leaned on the elder tree that stood through hurricanes.
Touched sprouts forcing through cracked concrete.
Studied a cactus with magenta bloom
in the desperate dry landscape.
Outside I found my mentors.
Along singing creek waters, trails of bright birdsong
and pausing in cliffside meadows where the ocean roars.
I heard the strength of the outside.
The river knows where it is going
and I will follow it.
© Alicia Grimshaw 2020
photo by antilandscpaper 2-26-20
Hummingbirds have been baffling scientists for years. Matt Ransford commented, “The hummingbird is an animal that by all rights shouldn’t be able to…
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Living On a Wooden Bridge
Today’s poem is a rewrite of a piece original called “Living On a Knife Edge”. This poem was one of two, that I submitted to be published, but the other poem was accepted ahead of this piece, and so readers I’m posting this rewritten poem for you to peruse today…..
Living On a Wooden Bridge
Fire, fire, there’s raging fires
I need help to stamp out the flames
Burning down this old timber bridge
A traveler’s last causeway to the edge
Carrying today’s harsh realities
Spanning a lifetime dreams and fantasies
Rain, rain, there’s a Noah’s flood
I need help to stop the cascading suds
Fill the sandbags with riverbed mud
Smother the leakages with woolly rugs
Ring out the qualms and doubts
And refuse doctor’s drugs and handouts
Warning, warning, outside there’s a heatwave
I need help to see through the dusty haze
Douse the fiery furnace tonight
Close the doors, the fireflies are alight
Open your eyes, and view the glowing sights
And cross the bridge into life’s future delights
Ivor Steven (c) March 2020
Spider’s Domain
Spider’s Domain: Haiku
fernery spider
guardian of the garden
lord of the flowers
Ivor Steven (c) March 2020
PDF Release of True Love, Spring 2020 Issue 16
Red Wolf Journal’s Spring Issue 2020, is now out, (including my poem Strings) and there’s a PDF link available for you to download, and the anthology “True Love” is a truly a wonderful read….
We are pleased to announce the release of the Spring 2020 Issue.
The poets with work in the True Love edition are:
Paula Bonnell
Jeff Burt
William Conelly
Joe Cottonwood
Judy DeCroce & Antoni Ooto
Ivo Drury
Edilson Ferreira
John Grey
Randel McCraw Helms
Christopher Hileman
J.I. Kleinberg
Kathleen Latham
Ron. Lavalette
Michael J Leach
Marie C Lecrivain
LindaAnn LoSchiavo
Karla Linn Merrifield
Barbara A Meier
Misky
Joseph Murphy
Nils Peterson
Diana Raab
Ivor Steven
Debi Swim
Mark Tulin
Alan Toltzis
Alan Walowitz
You may download a copy of the PDF release here.
True Love Spring 2020 Issue 16
You’re invited to submit to our new issue, titled Journeying. Read submission guidelines here. You may also find us over at the other site at Red Wolf Editions. Happy writing!
Irene Toh
Editor
Spring 2020
Promote Yourself Monday, March 2, 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…..
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.
If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.
The Communities Leap Of Faith. “Pako Festa”, Geelong
Over on Weekly Prompts, this weekend’s challenge is: Leap. Please go and visit their fabulous site by clicking >>HERE
Yesterday (Saturday), I went to Geelong’s annual Pako Festa event, a gathering, celebrating the colourful multicultural societies that live in harmony within Geelong’s community. These people who have come from all around the world, have taken a giant leap of faith to resettle their lives here in Geelong. There were over 25 different nationalities represent in the glorious parade, and I’ll let my photos below do all the talking today….. I hope there’s not too many photos, but as you can imagine the parade took well over an hour to go pass me !!
Ivor Steven (c) March 2020
Leftover Dew
This a very old poem that I posted on ‘Go Dog Go Cafe’ yesterday’s ‘Throwback Friday’, and I’m posting again here on my site for you to read…
Leftover Dew
I know I’m far from perfect.
I make awful mistakes.
I know I’m overly loud.
I dominate and crowd.
I do have a big heart.
A soul so soft.
I do love to hold and to kiss.
To cuddle and caress.
I feel your reluctance.
Your barrier fence.
I feel like a fog over you.
Like the morning dew.
Will you ever need another?
Or love another.
Will you ever let me remain.?
Or look for me again.
“The Hosting Of The Shee”, Lyrics by The Waterboys
The host is riding from Knocknarea
And over the grave of Clooth-na-Bare
Caoilte tossing his burning hair
And Niamh calling: ‘Away, come away’
‘Away, come away, away, away’.The winds awaken, the leaves whirl round
Our cheeks are pale, our hair is unbound
Our breasts are heaving, our eyes are agleam
Empty your heart of its mortal dream.
And over the grave of Clooth-na-Bare
Caoilte tossing his burning hair
And Niamh calling: ‘Away, come away’
‘Away, come away, away, away’.The winds awaken, the leaves whirl round
Our cheeks are pale, our hair is unbound
Our breasts are heaving, our eyes are agleam
Empty your heart of its mortal dream.
The host is riding from Knocknarea
And over the grave of Clooth-na-Bare
Caoilte tossing his burning hair
And Niamh calling: ‘Away, come away’
‘Away, come away, away, away’.
Our armsa-wave, our lips are apart
And if anything gaze on our rushing band
We come between him and the hope of his heart
We come between him and the deed of his hand.
The host is riding from Knocknarea
And over the grave of Clooth-na-Bare
Caoilte tossing his burning hair
And Niamh calling: ‘Away, come away’
‘Away, come away, away, away, away, away…’.
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2016
There’s a Heartbeat, Within Every Dream
The persistent rain, drizzling all week
The misty drops playing a gentle tune on our roof
Reminding our souls, how we exist softly meek
Remembering souls we’ve lost, we the leftover proof
The hovering clouds, hide thoughts of yesterday
The lifting fog, delivers today’s golden sunbeams
Reminding our hearts, why we love, why we stay
Remembering our every heartbeat, within every dream
Ivor Steven (c) Feb 2020
