Throwback Friday, I Did Not Hear The Midday Chime

Today’s Throwback Friday poem was written in October 2022.
Featured Image Above: Photo by Derick Knight, and I have used the photo once before in another poem (>> https://ivors20.wordpress.com/2021/12/01/time-watches-over-us/) . Again, thank you to Derrick for allowing me to use his photos on my site.>> https://derrickjknight.com/






I Did Not Hear The Midday Chime


I slyly lookup
In silent amusement
At the old chiseled face
Of my Grandfather clock
And I see his shaky hands of time
Are too bleak and meek
To strike the midday chime

I slowly close my eyes
Overused muscles are cramping
Weakened bones feel brittle
This complicated mind is tired
And my dream needs to sleep
Before I can write another rhyme







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Until Eyes Hear Sound

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Tullawalla:

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Ivor Steven © March 2025

That In-between Time


The Moonwashed Weekly prompt from Eugi this week features a poem by Eugi for our inspiration:

problems left behind you
bare your soul
reach for infinity

© Eugi




That In-between Time

There
is that unique moment in time
when the horizon’s curtain comes down
and the sun’s afterglow emerges.

There
in between the mystical Twilight zone
and your evening’s bedtime nightgown.

There
where all of your world’s problems
are magically left behind you.






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Until Eyes Hear Sound

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Perceptions:

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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 © March 2025

Do You See the Tiny Birds Too? (a Tanka)





Do You See the Tiny Birds Too? (a Tanka)

There, in the middle
Of the shady sunburnt trees
I see tiny birds
Playfully fluttering from
Gossamer webs to dry twigs







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Until Eyes Hear Sound

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Perceptions:

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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 © March 2025

Clunes Booktown Festival, A Three Day Picture-book Story

Friday, 2.00 pm, we are packed and ready to go …


Friday, 4.30 pm: The Marquees in the town’s main street are all set up, and we organize our stall in marquee “Q.”


Saturday just before sunrise our day begins, and the Festival is only a 20-minute drive away, and we meet the other vendors in our marquee.


Below: Stacey, Helena, Hollie & Rose, and fellow poet Jacinta & her baby


And we met many more other Authors on our walks around the festival.


Sunday was not as busy as Saturday, so I had more time to wander around and I took some photos, trying to capture the festival and the town’s charming country atmosphere …


Sunday, 4.30 pm: ” The carnival was over,” and it was time for us to pack up shop and head back home.








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Until Eyes Hear Sound

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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 © March 2025

Awkwardness

Featured Image Above; Street art, Little Malop St, CBD, Geelong





Awkwardness

Within this world’s wilderness
Beyond my ongoing tiredness

I must confess 
My aging awkwardness 
It’s becoming more difficult to address 

Nonetheless 
Life’s progress 
It’s a challenging process 






Ivor Steven (c) March 2025

Throwback Friday, Volume Without Sound

Dear followers and friends of my poetry website; wishing you all, a happy and creative “WORLD POETRY DAY” …
“Let the earth bear witness” – – William B Yeats (1916)

Today’s Throwback Friday was written in January 2023
Thank you to Bartholomew >> https://bartbarkerpoet.com/2023/01/06/fraiku-not-just-a-little-shy/ for initially inspiring my “deep water thoughts” back then …






Volume Without Sound (Revised)




when I swim
at the surf beach
and dive deep down
the eerie fullness
of my silent surroundings
enhances the volume
of those submersed thoughts
floating within my mind



 



Ivor Steven (c) March 21st 2025

Clunes Booktown Festival 2025

All the Essentials are packed
Clunes: here we come!


A Poet’s Paradise, The Clunes Booktown Festival

The Event is probably the biggest Book Festival in Australia, and “I’ll be there this weekend, March 22nd and 23rd,” in one of the many “Book Trader Marquees.”







Ivor Steven (c) March 2024

Am I The Pilot


Over at Weekly Prompts, the Wednesday Challenge is Ragged. Please visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here
As you might gather from my poem, I am feeling very “ragged around the edges” … I have been hectically busy preparing for the ‘Clunes Booktown’ Festival this weekend …





Am I The Pilot?



What motivates me?
To walk so many miles
Despite the aches and pains

What compels me?
To write every day
Despite my crusty old brain

What drives me?
Over life’s valleys and mountains
Despite yesterday’s hard rain

Will I still be the pilot?
Of tomorrow’s mystery flight
Despite missing tonight’s plane







Ivor Steven (c) March 2025