Hello dear readers and followers, as you may know, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “A Day At The Races”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below to read my poem at Coffee House Writers …
https://coffeehousewriters.com/a-day-at-the-races/
Ivor Steven (c) November 2nd 2021
Hello dear readers and followers … amazingly, I have managed to produce my “Twenty Fifth Tullawalla” Poetry 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 “1062 poems”, Yep over “A Thousand Poems” in my collection/series of “25” Tullawalla Booklets. After 2 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 about arrangements from there…. Oh, the booklet is called “Tullawalla, Linger Songs”… And here is the link to my website >> https://ivors20.wordpress.com
Lingering Songs
sometimes I wished
for love to linger longer
other times I wished
my soul was stronger
old love lingers on
within lullaby songs
is my heart right or wrong?
sometimes when the music plays on and on
I hear my angel humming along
Ivor Steven (c) November 1st 2021
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..
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
On Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is post something just for the fun of it, and their prompt is: Just For Fun. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here . .. And today my poem “Hypnotic Jasmine And Aromatic Coffee” is a fun piece I wrote at the ‘Box Office Cafe’ this afternoon…
Hypnotic Jasmine and Aromatic Coffee
Under a sapphire sky
bathing in purified sun
a cool sea-breeze drifts by
adroitly holding the exotic fragrance
of a hypnotic jasmine blossom
then the cafe’s aromatic coffee
flavours the air
as a tasty apple-slice
awaits to be sacrificed
beyond the pandemic’s vices
Ivor Steven (c) October 2021
Well readers, here I go again, another “Moon” poem …I hope you are still enjoying my moon theme week ….
A Slithery Moon
Sunday softy sings
Undone on the wind
For a drowning underling
Tiredness creeps in
Church bells ring
For more silent writings
Numbness drops a teaspoon
Eyes close for the afternoon
Awaiting a slithery moon
Ivor Steven (c) March 2021.
Hi readers and followers, today I am re-posting another “Moon”poem, but here in this introspective piece (March 2021), the moon seems to be slipping away from me …
A Slithery Moon
Sunday softy sings
Undone on the wind
For a drowning underling
Tiredness creeps in
Church bells ring
For more silent writings
Numbness drops a teaspoon
Eyes close for the afternoon
Awaiting a slithery moon
Ivor Steven (c) October 2021
I am ‘Moon-struck’ this week, and here is another “Moon” poem, which I originally wrote in May 2018, and today I am posting a new version that I revised this morning ..
Moon Shadows And Celestial Lights
I stood alone
in my second-hand clothes
holding her worn out soul
silently
I placed her ashes
in a brick wall
years of heartache
hidden in a chasm of pain
moments in time
now resting in peace
How does tomorrow become another day?
how does the past live with today?
Her moon shadows shyly tiptoe through my nights
as my hazy dreams glow under her celestial lights
Ivor Steven (c) Revised, October 2021
My “Throwback Friday” article over at ‘Go Dog Go Cafe’ … and another poem about the “Moon”
There was a full moon last, so I thought my poem from June 2019 was an appropriate piece for this weeks ‘Throwback Friday’
The old moon knows
After a bitterly cold winter
There’s never a false spring
And Eve’s apple tree always blossoms
Then the full moon shyly shines
Casting moon-shadows upon sacred ground
And asks about the planet’s fading designs
“Where have all the ancient spirits gone”
However, the new moon remains alluring
And his moonbeams spoon our imagination
Yellow ripples shimmering across blue lagoons
Casting moon-shadows over lovers bedrooms
And love eventually conquers us all
When moon blossom ringlets gently fall
Ivor Steven (c) October 2021
G’day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I’m an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS…
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Featured Image Above: “A Tree-house for Mystical Faeries”(My Title for the photo), taken by, Derrick Knight, and reproduced here with his permission, and again, thank you to Derrick for his kindness and continued support of my poems. Link for Derrick Knight’s site; > https://derrickjknight.com/author/derrickjknight/
Did You Hear The Full Moon Sing?
Yesterday, spring arrived
Last night, a full moon ignited the sky
Today, warmth arose from the earth
Everywhere I walked
Nature stood there bountiful and proud
Everywhere I looked
Nature displayed her colourful shrouds
I saw a glossy black pony
Glowing in the paddock moonlight
And a garden of purple flowers
Bouncing in the sunlight
I saw tree-house sanctuaries
Homes for mystical faeries
And hollowed out logs
Comfy beds for spiders and frogs
Tonight, nature’s mockingbird will sing a lullaby
Tomorrow, the universe will hear no lie or alibi
Ivor Steven (c) October 2021
This week the midweek challenge from “Weekly Prompts is: FAMILIARITY. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here ..
I suppose my poem today has that “Familiarity” of my words being in created in the pleasant surroundings at my ‘Box Office Cafe’
Salt
A scent of sea air drifts by
As the sun cascades into my eyes
And Spring is flowing from the sky
“My river of renewal” she decries
“Taste my salty breeze and feel alive”
Ivor Steven (c) October 2021
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