Tag: Photos

Who Rang the Bell 


 
 
I am a tiring old writer 

like a punch-drunk fighter 

who buckled and fell 

before the round eleven bell 


lying flat on the bloody canvas 

wishing I were ambidextrous 

like the incredible Emily Dickison 

(Oh, she must have been!) 

and have I more stories in my subconscious?

ring the bell for round twelve 

I am in the corner, blindly courageous 

sitting here within my dizziness 

waiting for the new world to stop being carnivorous 







Ivor Steven (c) January 2022

Water-wrinkled Hands And Sand Between My Toes, is up at Coffee House Writers Magazine

Hello dear readers and followers, as you may know, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Water-wrinkled Hands And Sand Between My Toes”, is in this weeks edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below to read my poem, at Coffee House Writers >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/water-wrinkled-hands/







Ivor Steven (c) January 2022

Before The Bell Rings

Above Images: My doggie Frankie, on his early morning walkie.


Before The Bell Rings



I am changing my daily routine

Now summer is in full swing

Hot like a fiery lantern


Before the breakfast bell rings

I will leave early and go walking

With doggie in tow, happily prancing


We will bathe in golden sunrises

Under the cobalt blue skies

Adorned with white cirrus stripes





Ivor Steven (c) January 2022

Dust and Rain

Feature Image Above: A watercolour painting by Carole Steven.




Dust and Rain



Life eventually returns to dust

Think me morbid if you must

Funerals do that to me

Eulogies sting me like a bee

That gentle bite numbed my mind

To that sea of blurry faces, sincere and kind




My selfless tears did drown

In memories of pain

Of her being lowered down

On that day when I could not stop the rain






Ivor Steven (c) January 2022

Waiting In Line

Please Note: The Idyll winery estate, located in the picturesque Moorabool Valley area, is only 15 km from my front door, and are well renowned for their award winner Cabernet Sauvignon blends … 2021 – New York International Wine Competition – Idyll Victoria Cabernet Sauvignon – Gold






Waiting In Line




lazing in a valley of vines

under the summer sunshine

with a bottle of Idyll wine 

drank in no time 

dandy and sublime 

heeds no rhyme

beyond an imaginary climb

along the river of time

that awaits a final line

after life’s closing pantomime






Ivor Steven (c) January 2022

One More Spoonful

Hello dear readers, I had a difficult time writing this poem, as my thoughts were jumband confused, but eventually after toiling away, I think the piece gradually developed into something resembling my initial dreamy thoughts … And then I could not make up my mind on the title, between “A Shining” or “One More Spoonful” ..

Featured Image Above: My photo of a piece of street-art in Geelong

One More Spoonful


I was reading my never ending story

about crossing the rivers of time

and climbing a mountain of dreams


then along the crest of a misty waterfall

a mysterious rainbow appeared at dawn

as a shimmering glimmer of hope


and above my unreachable horizon

there was a shining

tempting me to turn around

and resume paddling upstream

to where I could savour

a spoonful of life’s cream






Ivor Steven (c) January 2022