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Drumsticks

All Images: were from my visit to the ‘Writers Retreat Workshop’, held at Drydale’s Old Courthouse & Museum on Friday
The Weekend Challenge from Weekly Prompts is the word; RANDOM. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> HERE . The poem ‘Drumsticks’ is my response to the prompt Random

Drumsticks 


Thump, thump, thump 

The muffled beat of drums 

Hollow depressing throbs 

Hauntingly echo 

From behind the heavy door 

Of the jurors’ chambers 






What will their verdict be? 

The courthouse gallery is full 

Humming in anticipation 


Has the Drummer Boy’s case 

Been handled fairly? 

The alleged fatal weapons 

The Boy’s drumsticks 

Are yet to be found! 








Ivor Steven (c) October 2022

Sleepy Hollow, a Halloween poem, is in Spillwords Magazine.

My Halloween poem ‘Sleepy Hollow’ is at Spillwords Magazine, and thank you to Dagmara and her team for selecting my piece. Please go and visit my poem in Spillwords Magazine and give “Sleepy Hollow” a 💗, by clinking on this link
>> https://spillwords.com/sleepy-hollow/








Ivor Steven (c) October 2022

The Sun Never Sets

My poem today is a repost from July 2019.



The Sun Never Sets


Dreaming of distant horizons and red sunsets

Visualising vast oceans and blue skies

Writing emotional hello’s and goodbye’s


Why do I write ?

Could it be an ego thing

Who do I write for ?

Anyone that is listening

Does she hear me too ?

I’d like to speculate so

What do I write ?

Ideas that seep from my heart

But, what do I write about ?

The subjects that matter


To love the soul of our planet

Honour the love we give

Adore the love we receive






Ivor Steven (c)  July 2019

A Crescendo For Peace

The weather is wet and windy here in Ballarat, but that does’t matter. I’m resting, relaxing, and enjoying the break. Today’s poem is from June 2019.
Featured Image above; Street art on a building next door to the ‘Analogue Academy’, where my book launch was held on Saturday.

A Crescendo For Peace


Sounds of music, ring in my mind

Our hearts beat, to a slow drum

My soul hears the rhythm of life

I see angels playing a harp’s serenade

In harmony with the royal string quartet

Grand orchestra’s loudly join in

And choirs of the world are singing our song

Together, chiming the peace-bells of our time

Creating a crescendo of music, ringing in my mind








Ivor Steven (c) October 2022

Courtyard Full of Dreams (Tullawalla, page 112)

G’day dear readers and followers. After the hetic situation of my book launch yesterday, I am taking a well earned break and holiday at my brother’s place in Ballarat … I’ll just be posting older poems, or poems from Tullawalla for a little while. The Featured Image above; is from my brothers balcony looking across to Mt Warrenheip …

Here I have photograph the poem from my copy of Tullawalla.








Ivor Steven (c) October 2022

My Book Launch, for Tullawalla

“Every picture tells a story” … I told the stories, and the warm smiles on everyones faces was my reward.

Judy, my publisher (Jaymah Press) …. My front table presentation

Reciting my poems, ‘Dreams of the Heart’, ‘Decades of Storms’, and ‘Coffee, Lamingtons, Life is a Serviette’

Mingling with the patrons at my book launch, from left to right, Neil & Andrea, Guenter (President of Geelong Writers Inc) … TJ (lowercase poetry, Daryl, my siblings, Miffy & Lawrie, me & Michaela, and Pip, whose wedding I went to “50” years ago

Judy, Joshua (Analogue Academy, and Marg & Pip, who were at my wedding “46” years ago.

I signed lots of books, here with Mickaela (lowercase poetry)







Ivor Steven (c) October 2022

We Lost the Sea (a Haiku, Tullawalla, page 117)

This article is copied from my post on “Go Dog Go Cafe’s Throwback Friday” earlier today.
>> https://godoggocafe.com/2022/10/21/throwback-friday-we-lost-the-sea-by-ivor-steven/

The Haiku, ‘We Lost the Sea’ is one of 12 Haiku that appear in my book Tullawalla, and this Haiku was written in May 2019.

We Lost the Sea (a Haiku, Tullawalla, page 117)


 

Bridges of dreams crossed

The ocean and river spanned

Waters of love found







Ivor Steven (c) May 2019

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. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I’ve been blogging for over 2 years, and writing poems for 19 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I’ve been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems. View all posts by ivor20 

Coffee, Lamingtons, Life Is A Serviette, or, Preparing For My Book Launch on Saturday

My book launch for “Tullawalla” is on Saturday, and appropriately one of the poems I am going to read at the event will be “Coffee, Lamingtons, Life is a Serviette”



Coffee, Lamingtons, Life Is A Serviette (Tullawalla, page 59)


I’m beginning to enjoy the ride

Black-ice used to scour my track

I’m wryly visualizing the other side

There’s no more turning back

Life is like a roller-coaster ride

Around the old amusement park

Slow and bumpy on the way up

The scenery is romantic at the top

Suddenly the frightening downhills test my grip

Eventually grinding to a smooth halt

Arriving at the bottom, I step out of my capsule

I yell out, “Wow that was fun, let’s do it again”

And that is my life

Jumping back on board my star-ship

For another flipping and dipping trip

Staring down through alien eyes and letting it rip






Ivor Steven (c) October 2022