Tag: Memories

Throwback Friday, The Woman In Me


Me, sitting on Mum’s knee. … L to R, Carole, Aunties Elizabeth & Pearl, & Grandma


Grandma and her 3 daughters. … My mum (left) and her lady relatives



G’day readers, it’s Friday morning, the 9th of May, here in Australia, the day of my mother’s birthday and my wife’s funeral day, and it’ll be Mother’s Day on Sunday. Today’s Throwback Friday poem is from September 2019.



The Woman In Me

Inside every man
There is a woman

The mother of his soul
The lady of his heart
The kindness in his touch
The passion in his blood
The woman who fostered
The way he shows love









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Until Eyes Hear Sound

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Tullawalla:

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OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
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Ivor Steven © May 2025

Remembering, May 3rd

“This wall, built of bricks
Breaks my spirit and my bones 
Life’s hurdles are hard” … This Wall (a Senryu May 3rd, 2025)


Arriving and Leaving, Visiting Her

arriving
via the cemetery gate
holding her flowers
hands quivering
heart quickens
bowing silently
reminiscing
smiling
wondering why
closing time
and visiting time
co-exist in life

leaving
via the cemetery path
renewing goodbyes
crying silently
breathing slowly
smiling
wondering why
closing time
and visiting time
co-exist in life




Ivor Steven (c) May 3rd, 2025

Thanks For the Dance, or My Foot Went Numb (a Rhyming Tu-aiku)





Thanks For the Dance, or My Foot Went Numb (a Rhyming Tu-aiku)

My fingers are thumbs
I cannot pick up the crumbs
Nor pluck the ripe plums

My right foot went numb
Her eternal dance did come
Life is a hum-drum







Ivor Steven (c) May 3rd, 2025

Throwback Friday, Where’s That Dream


Today’s Throwback poem was written before I started my website and is from June 2012, not long after Carole passed away (13 years ago tomorrow).
For unexplainable reasons, the nostalgic piece has not found its way into any of my “3 books”. Maybe this unheralded poem will prompt me to complete my fourth book!

Where’s That Dream
 

I have seen the universe through to the stars beyond 
There is a deep darkness, she is gone, she is gone 
I saw her smile crack from the pain 
There was a sorrow, she caught it tomorrow 

I have seen the moon through the burning sun 
Where is that planet she is walking on? 
I saw her eyes crying tears of sand 
Where is that beach she is lying on? 

I have seen the ocean through the broken coral 
Where is that ship she is sailing on? 
I saw her body serene and frail 
Where are the ashes she is covered in? 

I have seen the earth open, swallowing the multitude whole 
Where is that chasm she is falling through? 
I saw her gentle soul disappear out of sight 
Where is that secret haven she is flying to? 

I have seen the land go through violent storms 
Where are the winds of time she is spread upon? 
I saw her heart, her love, for all of you and me 
Where is that dream she has left us to find? 






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Until Eyes Hear Sound

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Perceptions:

Amazon >>  Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
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Tullawalla:

Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books



OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com


Ivor Steven © May 2025

Throwback Friday, Did Your Heart Stop Too?

Thirteen years ago today, it was the “Time” that I made a “heart-stopping decision”


Did Your Heart Stop Too?

Did you cry too?
When the doctors told you
She was not going to recover

Did they ask you too?
About what you already knew
It was time
To flick the switch
And dim her light

Did your heart stop, too?
Knowing
You had emptied her shoes

Did you sleep there too?
During those infinite days of blue
Softly holding her hand
And not letting go

Did you weep too?
Blankly alone
In her full room
Waiting
For her last silent breath








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Until Eyes Hear Sound

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Perceptions:

Amazon >>  Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
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Tullawalla:

Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books


OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com


Ivor Steven © April 2025

Throwback Friday, Under the Snow (a Revisit)

A special poem I wrote, after I’d taken my Lady to the hospital for the last time, on the day of her 65th birthday, thirteen years ago. 

Hello Carole, time goes by, and my heart has not moved …



Under The Snow

We emanate to a birthday.
We deflate to a final day.
Birthdays, they all come, they all go.
Birthdays, in the sunshine, under the snow.
Birthdays, slow to mature, quickly an eon.
Birthdays, before we are born, after we are gone.
Birthdays, hanging on by a breath.
Birthdays, nailed to a cross ’til death.
What does it all mean to be alive and cry?
What does it all mean to live and to die?





Ivor Steven © April 2025

Throwback Friday, Beyond Dark, There is Light (Revised)

Today’s Throwback Friday poem is from July 2021.



Beyond Dark, There is Light (Revised)




Looking back
What do you see?
Tall mountains and a dark sky that surround me

Looking back
What do you see?
Bottomless wells and a deep river inside me

Looking back
What do you see?
Melted snowflakes and icy tears that drown me

Looking back
What do you see?
Treasured memories and a brave soul that revives me






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Until Eyes Hear Sound

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Perceptions:

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Tullawalla:

Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books



OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com


Ivor Steven © April 2025



Oh, My Waning Moon, is in this week’s Coffee House Writers Magazine edition.

Hello, dear readers and followers. I write for Coffee House Writers magazine (USA) fortnightly, and my poem “Oh, My Waning Moon” is in this week’s edition. …
To read my poem, please click on the link below to visit the article, at Coffee House Writers Magazine.
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/oh-my-waning-moon/






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Until Eyes Hear Sound

Lulu Books >>  Until Eyes Hear Sound (lulu.com)




Perceptions:

Amazon >>  Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
Lulu Books >>  Perceptions (lulu.com)




Tullawalla:

Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books



OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com

Ivor Steven © April 2025