Ivor.Plumber/Poet

Gone, a day, weeks, years

Gone, sailing by, lonely nights

Gone, sailing by, the good times

Gone, the years of a life-time

What’s the difference between desire and passion

What’s the chance of finding one in billion

There’s millions in the oceans of the world

There’s thousands of beats to every new heart

What’s the difference between love and pain

What’s the chance of falling in love again

There’s millions of stars in the Milky-Way

There’s hundreds of dreams about love yesterday

What’s the difference between the sea and the sky

What’s the chance of sharing the horizon in July

There’s no answers to your questions

There’s months’ of wonders in the four seasons

Whats the difference the calm and the storm

What’s the chance of being forever warm

There’s dozens of lies before the truth

There were two lives’ under your roof

Gone, a day, weeks, years

Gone, sailing by, your soft nights

Gone, sailing by, the good times

Gone, the years of your lifetime

Ivor Steven (c)  2018

What door have you closed
in your life, and why?
Will you ever open it again?

Sandbox Writing Challenge 2018 — Exercise 20, Posted by calensariel in Blogging

Neverland

Never again I say

Do I give my heart away

That’s the way my life may stay

Words will be left here today

Wasted in their disarray

Abandoned yesterday

Ivor Steven (c)  2018

My morning shines golden sunrays

Your poem debuts my day

My lips do quietly say

Your silent words are here to stay

…….

Words Of reality you rhymed

Recalling life’s ebbs and flows

Like the sands of time

Warm between your toes

…….

Cruising on the winds of time

Messages of love and rhyme

Observing bodies entwined

Upon every moonlit line.

…….

I’ve a terrible dilemma

My memory’s long and vivid

Wishing for many more to come

I suppose I’ll have to march on

Into the future and enjoy the show

Leave behind what’s buried in snow

…….

Green covers everything

Green’s the colour of spring

Green makes my heart sing

Green’s the sparkle on my angels’ wings

Ivor Steven (c)  2018

Sandbox Writing Challenge 2018 — Exercise 19. Posted by calensariel in Blogging  

“What have you done 
that no one knows about?”

When I was ten and brave

I climbed our tree, a giant Peppercorn

Nearly midnight, and I clambered stark naked.

Maybe it was a full-moon

When I was fourteen and timid

I quickly kissed the girl next door

Under a midday sun, bashfully red-faced

Maybe it was spring-time

When I was seventeen, my voice had broken

I met a gorgeous school girl

I’d walk her home, hand in hand, and in love

I shyly asked her to marry me

She was wiser than me, and said no

I was young and naive

When I was twenty-six and carefree

I married the girl of my dreams

We needed shelter and a home

I went to the local bank for a loan

I lied to the manager and declared assets falsely

We moved into our house, and lived happily ever-after

Ivor Steven (c)  2018

A sincere thank you to Colleen of Chatterblog, for inspiring me to write these few simple words about my childhood days, via a recent gorgeous post https://bikecolleenbrown.wordpress.com/2018/05/03/if-you-didnt-ever/

In my time

trees I did climb

played hide and seek

always had a peak

went to the park

’til after dark

built my own fort

enjoyed my sport

day dreamed in class

smart enough to pass

nicked my brothers shoes

teased my sister too

In my time

I laughed with you

Ivor Steven (c)  2018