Beyond Mount Kosciuszko
The timeless winter breeze
Is slowly defrosting me.
Quietly, through the misty silhouettes,
And from behind the fairy bushes,
I shall tentatively spread my wings
To find out if my shadows
Can fly high above the local meadows.
Once I am airborne,
I should be able to see Melbourne,
And from there – who knows how far
My dreams will go?
Beyond Mount Kosciuszko,
Across the Pacific Ocean,
Toward Vancouver and Nanaimo.
Ivor Steven (c) July 2025
Today’s Throwback Friday poem is from October 2021. The poem also appears in my third book, Until Eyes Hear Sound, Chapter 8, Poetry in Slow Motion.
I Feel the Sky
I am creating a verse from beyond my cage
Here, surrounded by the essence of a new age
Spring blossom floating on a sea of loose pages
Soaring on the wings of yesterday’s paper darts
I was finding words in unusual places
On dirty microwave plates
Under shaggy-pile carpets
Between last night’s lonely sheets
And walking down empty streets
Inside the Box Office Cafe, I sit
Observing the world below my feet
An old wooden floor of weathered planks
And table bases made from engine cranks
On the open verandah I can feel the sky
And I write on these blank lines
About today’s invisible freedom, before my ink runs dry
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Until Eyes Hear Sound
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Tullawalla:
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Ivor Steven © July 2025
A Story Untold
Winter has been blatantly bold.
My wings are crusty and cold.
However, they are not feeling too old
To fly away from the fold,
And land upon a distant threshold
My safety scaffold
Has been put on hold.
Then, I wisely paroled
My Traveller’s blindfold,
And, as foretold,
Today, I became re-enrolled
To resume my story untold.
Ivor Steven (c) July 2025
A Green, Blue, and Grey Dome
From the womb to the tomb,
And beyond the classroom to Khartoum,
I have been wearing a bridegroom’s
Worn-out costume.
Life’s blooms and heirlooms
Remain undeveloped in the shed’s darkroom,
Waiting for an awakening sonic boom
– Or, I could resume,
Using yesterday’s yard broom
To spruce up the vacant sun-room.
Ivor Steven (c) July 2025
Drifting Bassinets
On my knees, by the sea
Looking beyond our sentinel trees
I hear their whistling palms
Forlornly echoing abandoned alarms
Through their leaves’ silhouettes
I see a becalmed ocean of wavelets
Caressing a boat full of suffragettes
Fleeing the dusty sky of Mariupol sunsets
Clutching their war-torn bassinets
Ivor Steven (c) July 2025
Less Than Half
My timeline has been drawn
I see the sky’s white swan
Casting shadows on my lawn
Reminding me of tomorrow’s dawn
After twilight, tiredness becomes my thorn
And I have forgotten why I was born
No matter, I am never forlorn
Half of my horizon is still fawn
Ivor Steven (c) July 2025
Half Way
Half of me
Is moving forward
The other half
Is lost
In the sky
Wondering why
We live
And then die
Half a cloud
My silent shroud
Slides sideways
And allows me
Half a moment
To feel more than proud
Among the crowd
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Until Eyes Hear Sound
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Ivor Steven © July 2025
Winter Sun (a Haiku)
Serendipitous
Winter sun, brightens the sky
And the setting moon
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Until Eyes Hear Sound
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Ivor Steven © July 2025
The Featured Image above is a photo of the Birthday Card that I received today from a dear friend who lives in Selangor (Malaysia), which is on the Equator.
A Butterfly’s Heart
Part I, Heart to Heart
An equatorial butterfly
Landed softly in my hand
Sat upon my sleeve
And looked at me inquiringly
“We need to have a heart-to-heart chat”
Then said
“I’m here to regenerate your wings.
Join me in the sky, and follow your dreams
before tomorrow’s dust, waves you goodbye”
Part II, 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) July 2025
Hello, dear readers and followers. I write for Coffee House Writers magazine (USA) fortnightly, and my poem “Now Falls Into Then” is in this week’s edition. …
To read the poem, please click the link below to visit my Coffee House Writers Magazine article.
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/now-falls-into-then/
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Until Eyes Hear Sound
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ivorrs20@gmail.com
Ivor Steven © July 2025
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