To See What is Unfound

Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is the word, Edge … you may visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here. … My only claim to following the prompt is that I have mentioned the word “Edge” in the first stanza of my two-piece poem





To See What is Unfound

four boxes of my new book
“Until Eyes Hear Sound”
have landed and set ashore
on the edge of my loungeroom floor
now begins the next chore
become a poet’s traveling bookstore



To See What is Unfound (a Senryu)

“Until Eyes Hear Sound”
Read my new book, so profound
You will be spellbound









Available Soon …



Ivor Steven (c) February 2024

Throwback Friday, Beyond Imagination

I wrote “Beyond Imagination” 5 years ago, while I was in rehab, recovering from my 3rd stroke, and somehow preparing my body for a long and arduous trip to Philadelphia. The attached poem below, “Dreams of the Heart” is a piece I wrote in Philadelphia, in May 2019.


Beyond Imagination (Revised)


This year (2019), after Easter

I’m flying north

Across the Pacific Ocean

Towards a place called America


From the west to the east coast

Landing at the Big Apple

To enjoy a five-day tourist bite

Then a train from Grand Central Station

For a debut meeting with my cousins in Philadelphia

My Dad’s far-away relatives


I shall rejoice in the reunion of our family’s spirits

Oh yes, my lifetime “Dream of the Heart” **

A dubious occurrence just two months ago

But now a reality beyond the realms of my imagination




** “Dreams of the Heart”

I cannot walk the continents
Like the intrepid Marco Polo
But my feet have felt the sands of time
Pass between my toes

I have not sailed the high seas
Like the courageous Christopher Columbus
But my body has bathed
In an ocean full of kind hearts

I’m yet to fly in space
Like the brave Neil Armstrong
But I have reached for the stars
And touched my soul’s dreams










Ivor Steven (c) February 2024

My Wings Need No Alibi (a Tanka)

Over at Weekly Prompts, the Wednesday Challenge is: Streets. You may visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here. – – My Tanka is about flying in the sky, and I imagine the sky can be considered our “one big aerial street”






My Wings Need No Alibi (a Tanka)




Poised, ready to leap

Into the world’s blameless sky

Where his wings don’t hide

From needing an alibi

To fly freely and in peace






Ivor Steven (c) February 2024

The Moon’s Hallelujah Sound, is in this Week’s Coffee House Writers Magazine

Hello dear readers and followers, I am again writing for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “The Moon’s Hallelujah Sound”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. …
To Read my poem, please click on the link below to visit the article, at Coffee House Writers Magazine.
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/the-moons-hallelujah-sound/

Twilight moons are enchantingly irrepressible.








Ivor Steven (c) February 2024

Crumbling Clouds





Crumbling Clouds



The third day of a summer heatwave
They have been searing scorchers

Today, I saw the blistering hot wind
Evaporate the edges of the crumbling clouds

There will be no rain tonight
Only a cooling zephyr to caress my brow








Please Note: The “3” cover designs are by, Kerri Costello


Until Eyes Hear Sound, will be available in March

Tullawalla is Available From

Jaymah Press:https://www.jaymahpress.com.au/

Ivor Steven: email, ivorrs20@gmail.com

Amazon: search via, ‘Tullawalla by Ivor Steven’

AND
Perceptions is Now Available via:

Amazon: https://amzn.asia/d/4yFHWrT

Jaymah Press: https://www.jaymahpress.com.au/

Lulu Books: https://www.lulu.com/shop/ivor-steven-and-derrick-knight/perceptions/hardcover/product-2pwqe4.html?q=Perceptions+by+Ivor+Steven&page=1&pageSize=4

OR: email me directly for a signed copy – ivorrs20@gmail.com


Ivor Steven (c) February 2024

I Am a Flickering Light Globe

Yes, Frankie, proofreading all weekend was very tiring … “Until Eyes Hear Sound” is being Printed/published this week and will be here in time for the Clunes Book Fair.

The “Clunes Booktown Festival” FB Link
>> https://www.facebook.com/clunesbooktown






I Am a Flickering Light Globe


I’ve been flattened by a truck

The brick wall has struck

Right between the earlobes

And my mind is a flickering light globe


Pick me up, Frankie

Throw me a fresh hanky

Proofreading “Until Eyes Hear Sound”

Knocked me out of bounds

And preparing for the Clunes Book Fair

Has me as nervous as a shy koala bear














Ivor Steven (c) February 2024

Chromatic Light

High noon, Lithium Light. Afternoon, Platinium Light. Dusk, Golden Light





Chromatic Light




Early in the morning

I witnessed a theatrical titanium light

Puncture the dawn sky


High noon

Under a hot searing sun

I felt the lucent lithium light

Boil the blood in my heart


Mid-afternoon

Within the fiery furnace

I watched the perennial platinum light

Fuse my soul to the ground


Dusk

Above the shimmering horizon

I wished the global golden light

Would enshroud a peaceful world tonight







Ivor Steven (c) February 2024

Shangri La, Volume 6, Shadowed Ground

FREE PDF COPY >>> Links Below

Hello, dear readers and followers, as you might know I stopped producing my “Tullawalla Booklets” at # 31, because that was the house number of our family’s Tullawalla Homestead.
But the booklet formats are a superb way for me to catalogue the vast number of poems that I produce and as the saying goes “I Am Turning Another Page”. Here I have begun a new series of poem booklets, and they are called “Shangri La” which is the name of my little Villa, and is my piece of “earthly paradise, a retreat from the pressures of modern civilization”.
Incredibly, I now have a total of “1638” Poems filed in these booklet formats!!
Click on >> Here.  for the link to your FREE: PDF Copy of “Shangri La, Volume 6. Shadowed Ground“


Shadowed Ground


I look up and wonder why
The moon is fearfully hiding
In the fading twilight sky

As he forlornly looks down
Upon our shadowed ground
Knowing our King of Peace
Wears a shrouded crown






Dauðalogn Translation: “Calm of death”

“The Proof is in the Pudding”

Frankie proof-reading “Until Eyes Hear Sound”… After, reading is tiring




“The Proof is in the Pudding”




“Woof, woof, posties at the front door”

Yeah! The proof copy has arrived 

And intuitively, Frankie knows

This new book is important

And especially precious to me 

As I place the book between his paws

So he can carefully turn the pages

And diligently do a proof-read for me  

“Woof, woof, your poems are easy to read”











Ivor Steven (c) February 2024