A big thank you to Colleen (The Chatter Blog) for her thought evoking post yesterday, which inspired me to write this Haiku for her … you may visit her post by clicking on this link >> https://bikecolleenbrown.wordpress.com/2021/11/17/someones-truth/
Inside (a Haiku)
Within nothingness
Asleep in a ghostly nest
There lurks loneliness
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
Today I read a brilliant poem over on David Redpath’s fabulous site, and I thoroughly recommend that you read his outstanding piece, by clicking on this link >>https://highwaybloggery.com/2021/11/17/welcome-to-the-placebo-dome/
The below poem, is made up from the two comments that I placed on David’s site today.
Cracks In The Dome
I can hear bells ringing from the Placebo Dome
Through the cracks in my wall here at home
And still they are singing the same old anthem
Hollow words of charming wit and blunt sarcasm
Resonating from the dysfunctional meetings in Glasgow
Declaring they have saved the planet from a deadly afterglow
Absurdly, far too ironic
In a town so green and iconic
With their faces all aglow
Ashamed they were too slow
Because there’s not enough dough
Although
The world continues to produce live ammo
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
Hello dear readers and followers, as you may know, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Loose Pebbles”, 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/loose-pebbles/
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
“The reason why the universe is eternal is that it does not live for itself; it gives life to others as it transforms.” ― Lao Tzu
Quietly (a Haiku)
Time moves silently
Soundless is our universe
Infinite and bright
Ivor Steven (c) November 2012
A special mention and thank you to Ingrid, for being the source of my inspiration behind my words today, with her very intriguing poem “Reclusive Romance”, you can visit her fabulous site by clicking on this link >> https://experimentsinfiction.com/2021/11/11/reclusive-romance-poetry-dverse/#more-17442
We Are Strange
how high is the sky?
how warm is the air?
how strong is wind?
can we fly without?
celestial wings
how deep is the river?
how cold is the water?
how strong is the current?
why do we always need?
a search warrant
why do we still jump in?
why do we still try to swim?
do we want to know?
the answers
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
Featured Image Above: was the inspiration behind my Haiku, thanks to another wonderful photo taken by Derrick Knight, and you can visit his fabulous site by clicking on this link >>https://derrickjknight.com/2021/11/11/before-and-after-sunset-2/
Dwindling (a Haiku)
The sunset subsides
Behind dark clouds there’s a glow
Where light turns to night
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
The Wednesday Challenge from “Weekly Prompts is: QUIET . Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here. .. and the poem “Silent Moon” is my response their prompt
Silent Moon
Hello!
Is anybody out there?
Watching our universe
Spinning in reverse
Am I the only one in town?
Whirling around upside down
Hello!
Is anybody listening?
To our guiding star
Playing accoustic guitar
Or am I just a lonely old moon?
Waiting to be serenaded by a lunar tune
Resonating through the universe
Singing a hallelujah verse
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
sometimes my mind feels as big as the ocean
other times my mind is a grain of sand on the beach
sometimes I wonder how vast is this universe
other times, I am only a speck of dust dispersed
sometimes I feel my star is reaching out for me
others times I am a fish swimming alone in the sea
sometimes I hear the humming of birds and bees
other times I am deaf to the hallowed sounds of dying trees
Sometimes I see the dark side of the moon after midnight
other times I am blind to the world’s unnatural blights
sometimes I am asleep, and all I ever do is have silly dreams
other times I am awake, and only care about strawberries and cream
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
“Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.” ― Leonard Cohen
Featured Image Above: taken from the lookout at the Moorabool Valley Chocolate Cafe, overling the emerald valley …
An Emerald Tapestry
I resumed living last decade
Narrowly surviving gravities finality
Now, I lean against my tower’s balustrade
That overlooks an emerald valley
Echoing from my castle’s balcony
I hear Leonard Cohen’s words about life’s pagentry
Outlining the spiritual tapestry
Of commonality, morality, and vitality
Ivor Steven (c) November 2021
Five years ago
On that day
I cried
I cannot forget
The death of a ladies man
When he found his, sisters of mercy
On this day, hallelujah
I now, fondly remember
By the rivers dark
In the land of plenty
Our, Field Commander Cohen
Singing from above, in his, Tower of Song
Attached Videos Below are in order of appearence in “Italic song titles“ in my poem above.
On That Day
I Cannot Forget
Death of a Ladies Man
Sisters of Mercy
Hallelujah
By The Rivers Dark
In The Land Of Plenty
Field Commander Cohen
Tower Of Song
Ivor Steven (c) November “7th” 2021
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