There beside the path
A robust green stalk appears
Renewal is here
Nature’s reclaiming her crown
A sunflower tall and proud
Ivor Steven (c) August 2022
There beside the path
A robust green stalk appears
Renewal is here
Nature’s reclaiming her crown
A sunflower tall and proud
Ivor Steven (c) August 2022
The weekend challenge on Weekly Prompts is: Review. Please visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here … Below is my response to their prompt, and you are quite welcome to ‘Read and Review’ my poem “Urban Glare”
Featured Image Above: by Derrick Knight >> https://derrickjknight.com/2022/04/28/across-the-stream/
Urban Glare
Down into the valley
I wander
Away from urban glare
Beyond reach
Of those who do not care
About nature’s faded flare
Along a cool creek
I wander
Away from urban air
Beyond sight
Of those arrogant stares
Who do not see nature’s plight
Ivor Steven (c) July 2022
Featured Image Above: by Derrick Knight, and a sincere thank you to Derrick for allowing me to use his fabulous photos here on my poetry site.
>> https://derrickjknight.com/2022/07/27/stagnant-pea-soup/
Old Ground
Along the cracked track I walk
Always in the same direction
But today I was discombobulated
I did not know the difference
Between east or west
Or whether I was moving up or down
But then
I felt the world
Rumble under my feet
There in every blade of grass
I could hear
The earth’s heartbeat
A soft sobbing sound
Of the lost children
Resting under ground
Ivor Steven (c) July 2022
“I thought in a whisper
It escaped in a sigh” … c faherty brown
>> https://bikecolleenbrown.wordpress.com/2022/07/25/says-a-lot/
I Whisper, Then Sigh (a Senryu)
Soft white lines I write
When I Whisper to the world
Out of sight, I sigh
Ivor Steven (c) July 2022


This Endless Storm, (a Tanka)
Beyond the storm clouds
What lays ahead for mankind?
Behind His torn shroud
I see only the dark side
Of bombing children blindly
Ivor Steven (c) July 2022
Like the Ukraine war itself, being disconnected from any peace process .. I deliberately constructed my poem without any conjunctions
Sad Old Sky (a Senryu)
Hard rain strikes again
Awakening old tired eyes
Sad sky falls to ground
Ivor Steven (c) July 2022
I’m reposting this poem of mine from August 2020, for two reasons. 1. The poem gives me a chance to present one of my favourite songs by Leonard Cohen. 2. I like this poem, because the piece is open for the reader to interpret my thoughts images in whatever way their feel is right for them.
Who’s Rowing My Boat in the Dark?
Am I in hibernation?
Or am I lacking inclination?
Am I awake and living?
Or just lying here dreaming?
Why do I dream so much?
Visions feel alive to touch
Half-awake, I scribble these notes
Half asleep, am I falsely afloat?
On my mystical Noah’s Ark
Have I the right to ask?
Who’s rowing my boat in the dark?
Is it Her, my brave Joan of Ark?
The winter sun sets
Over my oldest day
I tick off another year
My sister reminds me
“Twenty years to go
to equal Dad’s Ninety-one”
“Is that achievable?”
I ask myself
“No harm in trying”
I tell myself
Carole’s Dad also reached Ninety-One
This is my marathon’s goal
“To walk around the moon
on my way to touching the stars”
Ivor Steven (c) July 20th 2022
I went to a friend’s funeral yesterday afternoon, he was Seventy-one too, and a few weeks ago I went to see him in hospital after he had suffered a bad stroke … He was home alone, and they found him on the floor 3 days after he had the stroke … We went to school together 55 years ago … Last night I was sad and alone with my furry friend Frankie … Today is my 71st birthday, and I am emotionally appreciating life, after suffering 3 strokes of my own in recent times …
Attacked below is a new song by Loner Deer, ‘Leather Hat’ and his lyrics, seem to capture the feelings of my mood and thoughts today.
Loner Deer. ‘Leather Hat’, Lyrics
Today, no one came in my team
But I don’t wanna be the one
Who got no friends, no buddies in the house
But it’s not a big deal ’cause I never be alone
Under my Leather Hat, under my leather hat
This morning I want to play, but Momma said “no”
I have to clean my room but I just wanna be outside
Hang out with my friends, but I don’t have many plans
So, I’m just waiting in my bed and looking on the wall
At my leather hat, at my leather hat
Give me trust and give me wings, I guess some people want it
But I ain’t looking for the fame, I don’t forget where I come from
When Grandpa drives me through the fields
He tells me what I have to think about
That no one tells me what to do
I’m rich, I’m strong, I’m feeling good
Under my leather hat, under my leather hat
Give me trust and give me wings, I guess some people want it
But I ain’t looking for the fame, I don’t forget where I come from
Today, no one came in my team
But I don’t wanna be the one
Who got no friends, no buddies in the house
But it’s not a big deal ’cause I never be alone
Under my Leather Hat, under my leather hat
Ivor Steven (c) July 2022
Hello dear readers and followers, I am pleased to announce that I have managed to produce my “Twenty Nineth Tullawalla” Booklet … For new readers that don’t know about these booklets, they are basically the reason why I write poetry. I produce these ‘home-printed’ booklets for the sole purpose of raising funds for my favourite charity organisation, the MS Society, in Australia via the MS Charity Shop here in Geelong. And actually all money’s I receive for any of my poetry .via, submissions, I donate to the MS Society…. I’m proud to announce, that the sale of my “Tullawalla Booklets”, have now gone pass $1500.00, … to all the lovely readers, who have donated, to help achieve such a wonderful amount, a big heartfelt thank you, from “us” and the MS Society … …..Incredibly, there is now a total of “1255 poems”, Yep, well over “A Thousand Poems” in my collection/series of “29” Tullawalla Booklets. After 3 months, this booklet is finally completed, and ready for sale now !! As always, they are available for purchase, either as a hard copy ‘Booklet’, or a PDF format….. All proceeds go to the MS Charity Shop, here in Geelong West….. Please contact me here through my website page and I can chat to you about arrangements from there…. Oh, the booklet is called “Tullawalla, Today, Beside the Sea”… And here is the link to my website >> https://ivors20.wordpress.com

Today, Beside the Sea
After I left the fish tank
I lived on a nearby riverbank
Close to the connected sea
I would look beyond the ocean
Out to the dark blue horizon
As far as the eye could see
That was the ocean
That was our river
And now her river has been set free
An ebb tide that flows through me
Today beside the sea
I wait here
For tomorrow’s horizon
To set me free
Ivor Steven (c) July 2022