Nature’s Honest Sky (a Tanka)

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Where the day opens its wings to truth





Nature’s Honest Sky (a Tanka)


Why retire your wings
When you’re still able to fly
Through the soft white clouds
There in nature’s azure sky
Where the air always feels true




Let this song drift beneath the wings of the poem — a soft score for nature’s honest sky.’




Ivor Steven ©  March 2026

My Journal’s Wings

Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is the word ‘Journal.’ To visit their fabulous site, please click >> Here


“This morning’s muse — wings caught mid-thought.”



My Journal’s Wings

High above my poetic eye I fly,
where the early birds gracefully glide by
across the bright morning sky.

And in my journal, I pause to ask why
birds become the muses of my word supply—
as if their wings remind me
that thought itself is a kind of flight,
and every line I write
is another way of learning
how to rise.





Ivor Steven ©  January 2026