Hello dear readers, I’ve written two Haiku’s recently, and I’m going to present them here as one piece, I have a feeling they might like to dance together…..
Feet
Truly nature’s treat
Standing amongst forest trees
Earth’s caressing feet
Excuses
Life’s, not excuses
The word, does not have uses
Let nature’s feet dance
Ivor Steven (c) October 2019
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I blog
I then clog
I’m in a smog
Don’t expect me to nod
Ivor is a blob
And a writing snob
Time to glob
And join a normal squad
Ivor Steven (c) October 2019
A powerful and very poignant piece from Frederic, of F.G.M.
A few years ago, I was fortunate to have a girlfriend called Sue
This morning I was listening to this tune on YouTube
And I thought, isn’t life intriguing, how songs can trigger our memories
The happy and sad times, of many hidden stories
I’ve always been a respectful man, and in my mind, the secrets will stay
And I’ll continue on my way, with a smile in my heart, remembering the good days
The song by “Dirty Three”, featuring Warren Ellis on violin…… and Warren is the violinist for Nick Cave’s backing band “The Bad Seeds”…..enjoy….
Ivor Steven (c) October 2019
Yes, I am small in this overburdened world
But I flutter freely when unfurled
I could be a family picture collage
Or a tiny squirrel amongst the foliage
On his journey, of ups and downs
Collecting and storing his acorn crowns
The trick is to enjoy the ups
While the floodgates are shut
Sometimes, I did nearly drown
Other times, I floated upside down
During the many seasonal rains
I wondered, if I’d every swim again
So then, I pretended to write a biblical book
Ignorantly thinking no-one would ever look
Afterwards, I thought I could walk on water
Then my boots became water-logged
And if you need to walk a mile in my shoes
You’ll have to learn how to swim, and sing the blues
Ivor Steven (c) October 2019
Walking barren pastures of sand
With only detergent hands
Old arms are empty of nature’s seeds
I only see, future investment greed
And history’s lessons, are hard to understand
When we’re taught, disrespect by corporate bands
Who only extinguish life, and fracture our lands
Instead of regenerating our planet’s, last stand
Ivor Steven (c) October 2019
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The Last Chicane
I’ve been climbing every rung
Even the broken ones unsung
I’ve played every sad song
Even when the words were wrong
I felt my bird fly away
Even though her nest stays here today
I’ve praised my swan’s eternal flight
Even through the hardest fights
I’m listening to the bells chiming
Even above lyrics that aren’t rhyming
I’m beginning to flutter my wings again
Even after missing the last chicane
I’m preparing for the next equestrian
Even tasting potions of bubbling champagne
Ivor Steven (c) October 2019
Hello dear readers, and dear Sue(Nan’s Farm-Inside Out)…. here I am on the beach, yeah !! yes a long 18 months since I’ve been able to feel the warm sand between my toes…. not hot enough for swim yet, but I could smell the fresh sea air…… In my excitement I took all of these photos (and More). The sun was shining and it was a pleasant 23’C.
Eastern Beach, on Corio Bay The Geelong Yacht Club
Ivor with the famous Bollards** More of the sculptured Bollards**
The enclosed beach area within the perimeter of the promenade
Some views as I was walking around the promenade
The salt-water pool, where Ivor learnt to swim (55 years ago)
Yachts on Corio Bay Steps and fountain down to the beach
The children’s pool area
The lush lawn expanses at the beach Looking back to the Geelong City centre
I hope you all enjoyed viewing these photos, as much as I enjoyed my outing to the beach on this a memorable day for me…….
No visitor to Geelong’s magnificent waterfront precinct can miss the whimsical bollards that stretch from Rippleside to Limeburners Point. Painted by local artist Jan Mitchell, the bollards have become an icon of Geelong. Sadly Jan is no longer with us but she has left a lasting legacy which will put a smile on just about anyone who comes face to face with these unique and much loved pieces of public art.
Ivor Steven (c) October 2019
