“If you actually succeed in creating a utopia, you’ve created a world without conflict, in which everything is perfect. And if there’s no conflict, there are no stories worth telling – or reading!” … Veronica Roth
Ivor’s Utopia
A world made of sunflower seeds And musical water reeds
A world without greed No wars and plenty of feed
Where people don’t have to bleed For being judged an alienated breed
I am ecstatic that my poem “A Poet’s Grotto”, has been accepted and published in Spillwords Magazine today, and I am very grateful to the editor, Dagmara for selecting my piece … Please go over and visit my poem at Spillwords and if you wish, leave a “💖” for my article, by clicking on this link >> A Poet’s grotto, poetry by Ivor Steven at Spillwords.com
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A Poet’s Grotto
My writer’s studio, is the littered part of my bedroom A paper tiger’s haven, has become a messy grotto I am ruefully feeling muddled and befuddled Pieces of paper and cardboard kites Scatter the atmosphere like withered autumn leaves Falling upon my untidy and cluttered archives
Scribbled words are yet to be decoded Foolscap pages overwritten and eroded Undefined and unlisted Out of focus and twisted Upside down and inside out Uncategorised and full of self-doubt My desk, once a dreamy picture postcard Looks like a moonscape’s junkyard
My poetic writing quill has been the mythological ruler Showing no regard for my bedroom’s demeanour I am sleeping covered in my hurdy gurdy verses It is time to cull the pretentious cosmic curses Free myself of all unpublished jabberwocky And let my imagination create a new poetic hard copy