A big thank you to David Repath and Timothy Price for jointly inspiring to write this Haiku, https://offcenternoteven.com/2022/03/05/ukrainian-daze/ and for Timothy’s stunning music/video
Tomorrow’s Shadows
Shadows of today
Precede tomorrow’s darkest clouds
Silhouettes of doom
Ivor Steven (c) March 2022
Do you feel the weight?
Of radio-active clouds
Hanging over stolen ground
Do you hear the birds singing?
Gone!
Is that peaceful sound
Do you hear warning sirens howl?
Resonating like old war songs
When bombs are guided into sacred ground
Fires from hell destroying beds and towns
Gone!
As ashen children wander over burnt ground
Home is a communal air-raid shelter
Where families fearfully huddle together underground
Above!
The torn loyalties of alien soldiers
Tread lightly and warily upon broken ground
Ivor Steven (c) March 2022
In the misty rain
Remembering heavy clouds
Loaded full of tears
Ivor Steven (c) March 2022
Can you hear the ghosts of Sunday?
“Sunday, Bloody Sunday”
From your distant country’s
On the edge of peace and tranquility
Within your rural trees of serenity
Beyond invisible borders of rivalry
Between oblivious inequality
From the old schoolyard bully
Overseeing an avoidable atrocity
Again another “Sunday, Bloody Sunday”
How can they forget history so quickly?
Hello dear readers and followers … I’m happy to announce that I have managed to produce my “Twenty Seventh Tullawalla” … 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 “1156 poems”, Yep over “A Thousand Poems” in my collection/series of “27” 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, Is There More?”… And here is the link to my website >> https://ivors20.wordpress.com
Is There More?
Beyond my front door
Will there be more?
When the lights go out
I quietly sit and stare
To see what is out there
Is there more?
Than starlit stairs
And when will I?
Begin the climb
Ivor Steven (c) February 2022
My internal battle is never ending
Neither won nor lost
My opponent is my ghost
I forgive with the morning dew
And my regrets are few
There is two breaths in every moment
The first one kisses our heart
The second breath caresses our soul
True love is hard to find
And impossible to define
When found, be exceedingly kind
Love can spellbind your mind
But blindly, love is not declined
Ivor Steven (c) February 2022
Mid afternoon
Here in my empty room
Between unruffled sheets
With the curtains drawn
I remember our matinee’s
Of laughter and soft sighs
You would tickle my feet
As I caressed your naked thighs
Tomorrow afternoon
There in my lonely room
Between unruffled sheets
The curtain falls at my feet
Ivor Steven (c) February 2022
Do you get caught staring?
At an unknown person
Who returns your stare
With an angry glare
Sorry!
I was daydreaming
Inside an empty vortex
You were not in there
Nor next
My vacant gaze
Was mindlessly waiting
For my sparkling mirage
To turn into Cinderella’s carriage
Or am I?
The next ex
Before the why
Ivor Steven (c) February 2022
It’s the devil in me
The curiosity of a buzzing bee
I just had to see
Your words of poetry
Writing is a conundrum
Your quill keeps attuning the drum
A humming note on every blue line
Do not worry if your rhythm is not in time
I only need to hear the chiming of your rhyme
To understand your journey’s resounding climb
Ivor Steven (c) February 2022
The weekend challenge on Weekly Prompts is : Close-up ; please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here . Today I am presenting a ‘Photo Article’, for their prompt.
Close-up, Frankie Kisses You
Frankie greets a horse with a kiss
Frankie meets Harry with a kiss
Frankie greets Monty with a kiss
Frankie tries to kiss a Magpie
Frankie ignores his girlfriend Lily
Ivor Steven (c) February 2022
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