Tag: Haiku

As The Crow Fly’s

Haiku:

As The Crow Fly’s

 

From grey tree branches

In sunlit sky, black crow sings

To all passing bye

 

Today I’m presenting two interesting music/videos, the first one is “Blackbirds”, by Gretchen Peters, a big thank you to Debbie, for the introduction to her, via her wonderful poem and article today >>https://gloriasmud.com/2019/10/04/its-only-a-song/

And the second, music/video, is from the “Black Whistle Singers” in Crow Agency Montana, singing a traditional American Indian song.

Ivor Steven (c)  October 2019

Evaluating Her Moon

This week’s Word Prompt is: EVALUATE. Please click >>HERE, to visit the Weekly Prompt’s fabulous site…

Evaluating Her Moon

I’m evaluating her moon, that flooded my heart, when I tried to find her heaven

Calmly relaxing here now, below a morning moon, in my verandah writing haven

Finally feeling warm and comfortable, and spring is in the air

My outdoor speakers are resonating my musical flair

Listening to Norwegian singer, Sivert Hoyem

His voice, delivers a deep melodic rhythm

The former lead man of Madrugada

And I’m writing a Haiku, to ease my hysteria

Spring In Australia

Chilly morning moon

Wakening to clear blue sky

A warm day beckons

My Word Vault

I was at my local library yesterday, and it occurred to me, that I’ve been visiting the same quaint little library for over fifty five years…. !! And from those thoughts and many memories, I wrote this Haiku.

Haiku:  My Word Vault 

 

All my soulful words

Lay within your open vaults

Where my dreams began

 

Above Photos: My little Geelong West Library          The spectacular Geelong City Library

 

Ivor Steven (c)  September 2019

Timeless

This weekend on photo challenge the Weekly Prompts is. Size Matters.

Hello my dear readers, sorry  that I’m a bit silent this weekend, and maybe for the next few days as well, I’m not feeling the best, hopefully I’ll be back to my happy self soon… xx

Haiku:  Timeless

The size of our soul
Inside the beat of our heart
That is what matters

 

Ivor Steven (c)  August 2019

Rain Again

Sunday morning and the cold rain is still falling from the sky. Looks like our wet winter began way back in May, however despite the freezing weather, I’m dressing-up in my winter woollies and venturing out again today…… and I graciously accept this is our fate for the next few days, as I continue participate in life, in every-way, of everyday….   Below I’ve re-posted some of my wintry  poems and Haiku’s that I’ve recently written……

 

Rain In May

 

The day is one of rain.

Washing streets of thoughts down the drain.

Cleansing the stains.

Flooding the silence again.

The day is dismal and grey.

Drowning the sun, it begun in May.

Many years full of dismay.

Pouring rain’s, here to stay

 

 

Cold Rain

 

Time’s, I played in rain

Today I worked in the cold

Wet and shivering

Autumn’s fat rain drops

Have lost their warmth and softness

Winter’s hard as ice

 

Haiku: Winter Rain

 

Chilling winter rains

Heavy big drops of coldness

Spread by icy winds

 

Haiku: Hail And Sun

 

Hail slaps the pavement

Bitumen puddles shimmer

Winter sun bursts through

 

Ivor Steven (c)  August 2019