Tag: Dreams

One More Spoonful

Hello dear readers, I had a difficult time writing this poem, as my thoughts were jumband confused, but eventually after toiling away, I think the piece gradually developed into something resembling my initial dreamy thoughts … And then I could not make up my mind on the title, between “A Shining” or “One More Spoonful” ..

Featured Image Above: My photo of a piece of street-art in Geelong

One More Spoonful


I was reading my never ending story

about crossing the rivers of time

and climbing a mountain of dreams


then along the crest of a misty waterfall

a mysterious rainbow appeared at dawn

as a shimmering glimmer of hope


and above my unreachable horizon

there was a shining

tempting me to turn around

and resume paddling upstream

to where I could savour

a spoonful of life’s cream






Ivor Steven (c) January 2022

Dad’s Old Writing Desk





Dad’s Old Writing Desk


Typing words on my brother’s laptop

Sitting at my dad’s old writing desk


Here I am surrounded

By a magical sea of real friends

Who are smiling at my memories

Floating on moonlit walls

Glowing above the paintings

Created by my dream-time girl

Before she departed

This mystifying world





Ivor Steven (c) December 2021

Silent Moon

The Wednesday Challenge from “Weekly Prompts is: QUIET . Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here. .. and the poem “Silent Moon” is my response their prompt



Silent Moon


Hello!

Is anybody out there?

Watching our universe

Spinning in reverse

Am I the only one in town?

Whirling around upside down


Hello!

Is anybody listening?

To our guiding star

Playing accoustic guitar

Or am I just a lonely old moon?

Waiting to be serenaded by a lunar tune

Resonating through the universe

Singing a hallelujah verse





Ivor Steven (c) November 2021

Sometimes and Other Times 

sometimes my mind feels as big as the ocean
other times my mind is a grain of sand on the beach

sometimes I wonder how vast is this universe
other times, I am only a speck of dust dispersed

sometimes I feel my star is reaching out for me
others times I am a fish swimming alone in the sea

sometimes I hear the humming of birds and bees
other times I am deaf to the hallowed sounds of dying trees

Sometimes I see the dark side of the moon after midnight
other times I am blind to the world’s unnatural blights

sometimes I am asleep, and all I ever do is have silly dreams
other times I am awake, and only care about strawberries and cream





Ivor Steven (c) November 2021

Pink Moon


My “Moon” poems have been shining for 10 days now, and today “Pink Moon” is the final poem in my series of “Moon Poems”, which coincides with Holloween tonight …And this piece I wrote in April this year..

Pink Moon




Beyond the shimmering sand

And a comforting hand

A gracious spirit is in command

Wandering along life’s deviations

Are not treasonous reactions

A change of mindset to the left of centre

May create a mystical adventure

Tonight there shines a super-moon

Bring a bowl, cream, and spoon

And share in the sweetness of pink moonbeams

That revive lost souls and sanction forgotten dreams





Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

Dreams Unseen



Dreams Unseen


I cannot run no more

And I cannot swim the sea

But I can fly

In my sky of dreams


I have stopped climbing trees

And I cannot move mountains

But the highest peaks

Are not in my dreams


I have not embraced the mystery

Of my universe

Nor found my shining star

But I am here today

Floating on my ocean of dreams






Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

Downhill Run

A dreamy love poem I wrote in May 2018, which was published by Prolific Pulse Press, in their Anthology Heart Beats, edited by Lisa Tomey.
https://www.amazon.com/Heart-Beats-Anthology-Lisa-Tomey/dp/1736562002


Downhill Run


I was dreaming

Plotting and scheming

Following you skiing

Running the slope, gliding

Twists and twirls

Loops and hoops

Our hearts were racing

Downhill and dancing

Spirals and swirls

Joyous smiles

Swishing faster and faster

Swooping last to first

Silver and gold

Winners and grinners

Your curls unfurl

Ruby hair unfolds

Beauty I behold

Frozen bliss

We kiss

Soul to soul








Ivor Steven (c) 2018