Tag: Poetry/Australia

Lost Within Uluru’s Dream-time Chasms

Release date for Issue I — Free Verse Revolution:

And I am very pleased to announce that my poem “Lost Within Uluru’s Dream-time Chasms” was selected to be published in FREE VERSE REVOLUTION’S very first Magazine, Issue 1: hebe (the fountain of youth) and I am looking forward to reading all the other writers entries next week. You can visit their latest promo updates by clicking on this link > Issue I: Deepti G. – Free Verse Revolution:



Lost Within Uluru’s Dream-time Chasms


The expedition’s camel train is leaving town

Even though the rain-spirits are thundering down

Undaunted they are travelling to the ancient rock

Where time was born before the sun-clock

At the sacred monolith created by nature’s gods

Eons before earth’s crawling arthropods


Now only ghostly moans echo from Uluru’s dream-time chasms

Warning intruders about the Fountain of Youth’s guardian assassins

The exhausted archaeologists were last seen probing deeper

Frantically seeking the lost treasure of mythology’s oldest sleeper





Ivor Steven (c) March 2021

A Beautiful Red Flower

This week’s Wednesday Challenge, on Weekly Prompts is the word BEAUTIFUL. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here. Below is my beautiful response to the prompt…



A Beautiful Red Flower


Auburn was her hair

A ruby Day-lily

A red flame Begonia

Crimson and warm


Auburn was her hair

A scarlet Geranium

A maroon Bougainvillea

A soft vermilion art form





Ivor Steven (c) March 2021

Tullawalla, #22, Who Is Responsible?


Hello dear readers and followers. There’s only 30 days until the launch of my new ‘Book’ , and despite my promotional commitments, amazingly, I’ve still managed to produce my “Twenty Second Tullawalla” Poetry Booklet….. 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 $1400.00, … 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 … …..Amazingly, there is now a total of “911 poems”, in my collection/series of 22 Tullawalla Booklets. This booklet is finally completed, and ready for sale now !! As always, they are available for purchase, either as a hard copy 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”: “Who Is Responsible?”… …. And here is the link to my website >> https://ivors20.wordpress.com






Ivor Steven (c) March 1st 2021

Waltz Me to the Tune of a Happy Mandolin


Today I’m presenting more of my comments, that I post on other writers articles when I am doing my blogging.. Here below, are words I’ve sent to, ~M~Michelle, Colleen, and Ingrid … I’ve made a few slight word changes and arranged the stanza’s in an order, so as to read like one ‘poem’ , and I think the different “tunes” have blended together ok..



Waltz Me to the Tune Of a Happy Mandolin




Open your eyes a little wider 

Let your heart feel a little lighter 

See the blue sky appear brighter 

 
 
And there upon the ocean floats the big blue sky 

Reflecting the white caps of nearby mountains 

Where the melting snow feeds the oceans’ rivers 

Which meander across the lands’ grassy plains

   

And we look to drop anchor 

In the calm of a safe harbour 

Away from our daily helter-skelter 

Hoping to find that peaceful shelter 

But a truly happy mandolin 

Is soulfully played from within  








Ivor Steven (c) Feb 2021

My new book “Tullawalla”, is due to be released on 30th March, and for preorder, here are the links

Barnes and Noble..  Tullawalla by Ivor Steven, Kerri Costello, Hardcover | Barnes & Noble® (barnesandnoble.com) 

Amazon..  Amazon.com: Tullawalla eBook: Steven, Ivor, Costello, Kerri, Harris, patricia: Books 

www.books2read.com/Tullawalla 

The Lighthouse

Today, here again I am presenting another ‘5min’ poem that I wrote at Ali Grimsham’s ‘Writing Circle’ Zoom meeting this morning (haha, “at 6.00am”) and I would like to thank Ali for giving me an opportunity to participate in such a fantastic event … Here is the page link to get more information about the next “writing circle” event. https://flashlightbatteries.blog/online-writing-circles/ Tickets by donation. All are welcome.


The Lighthouse

I am afloat

In between

Here and there

Am I lost?

My ship clock

Is a sundial

Using the moon

To reflect on time

I hear the waves

Pounding white hooves

A heavy sound

Of many moods

Is the sea growing wider?

Is the light glowing brighter?






Ivor Steven (c) Feb 2021

Waiting

My new book “Tullawalla”, is due to be released on 30th March, and for preorder, here are the links

Barnes and Noble..  Tullawalla by Ivor Steven, Kerri Costello, Hardcover | Barnes & Noble® (barnesandnoble.com) 

Amazon..  Amazon.com: Tullawalla eBook: Steven, Ivor, Costello, Kerri, Harris, patricia: Books 

www.books2read.com/Tullawalla 



Today I went through my initial notes that I made while selecting poems for my book, and it appears that I ‘culled’ 25 poems, that didn’t make the final list, and here is another poem that was ‘cut’ from my new Book “Tullawalla”

Waiting

The earth is waiting

Sick of human’s, and their time wasting

Waiting for their promised cheers

Waiting for less destructive years

Will they give her resolutions of better times?

Will they read, Thor’s neon signs

Will they notice, a smoke covered sun?

Will they be able to breath the air, as a united one?

The earth cannot watch, nor wait

While human’s feed their own greedy plate



Why are they celebrating?

Like blind fools, that are always pretending

As if nothing is going wrong

They can hear the whales crying songs

They can see the polar caps are melting

They can taste the venom of government’s lying





Ivor Steven (c) Jan 2020



Disappointments


My new book “Tullawalla”, is due to be released on 30th March, and for preorder, here are the links

Barnes and Noble..  Tullawalla by Ivor Steven, Kerri Costello, Hardcover | Barnes & Noble® (barnesandnoble.com) 

Amazon..  Amazon.com: Tullawalla eBook: Steven, Ivor, Costello, Kerri, Harris, patricia: Books 

www.books2read.com/Tullawalla 




I think I have given you all enough sneak preview poems from my ‘Book’, so over the next few weeks I’ll be presenting some of my poems that nearly made their appearance in “Tullawalla”, and ironically Disappointments didn’t make the cut…

Disappointments

Life is full of disappointments

Of our physical and mental laments

There is the disgruntled type

When we are stood down

Years of loyalty all for naught

Leaving you downcast and distraught

There is the disheartened letdown

When we are stood-up again

Yesterday’s promise, today’s voiceless ghost

Leaving you an empty chair and sadly aghast

There is the frustrated fiasco

When we are stood upon

Months of being a washout and a physical mess

Leaving your body punished and almost useless

Dismayed and in disarray

When we are misunderstood

Decades of disenchantment, but undefeated we stay

Knowing we all experience disappointments on life’s causeway






Ivor Steven (c) August 2019

A Chapter List

Barnes and Noble.  Tullawalla by Ivor Steven, Kerri Costello, Hardcover | Barnes & Noble® (barnesandnoble.com) 

Amazon.  Amazon.com: Tullawalla eBook: Steven, Ivor, Costello, Kerri, Harris, patricia: Books 

www.books2read.com/Tullawalla 


A Chapter List


Way back in time, during the middle of the ‘Pandemic Age’, there was a dormant ‘Poet’s Egg’ hibernating and waiting to hatch. In the middle of this ‘Era’, the populous had to endure long periods of ‘Lockdown’ and ‘Isolation’, and it was then the ‘Poet’s Egg’ started to hatch and begin to see the light day, and mature slowly in the confines of a cosy courtyard. ‘And In the Beginning’ under the poet’s verandah, ‘A Chapter List’ was created. “From Little Things Big Things Grow”. So without further ado, here is a sneak preview of my ‘Chapter List’

Tullawalla – A Meeting Place

Chapter 1.
Nature, Trees, And The Air We Breathe

Chapter 2.
My Empty Hands Are Full Of Memories And Rhymes

Chapter 3.
Dragons, Wizards, Faeries, And A Space Craft

Chapter 4.
Humour, Wit, Sarcasm, And Christmas Stories

Chapter 5.
Observations – The Sound Of Silence

Chapter 6.
Travel – Air, Land, And Sea

Chapter 7.
The Family Tree And Dream-time Stories

Chapter 8.
Haiku’s And The Leftover Champagne

Chapter 9.
Not Horror But Weird

Chapter 10.
Beyond The Blue Horizon

Epilogue
Words Of Mine




Ivor Steven (c) March 2021

Magnetic West



Magnetic West

Adrenaline flow has trickled to a stop

My wildest dream has cascade over the top

I have dizzily had my head in the clouds

My mind is now frazzled and proud

Best I slow down and rest

Away from my magnetic writing desk

Sit at my refuge, the Box Office Cafe

A place to relax and enjoy a coffee

Where I can be tempted by their cake selection

The banana and coconut slice tastes close to perfection

And I will have a convivial chat with my friends

My Dragon, the wise owl Oscar, and Phillip the penguin




Ivor Steven (c) Feb 2021

Winter Rose

Today, here again I am presenting another ‘5min’ poem that I have written at one of Ali Grimsham’s ‘Writing Circle’ Zoom meetings that I attend on Monday’s, but sadly this was my 5th and final session with the group, and I would like to thank Ali for giving me an opportunity to participate in such a fantastic event … Here is the page link to get more information about the next “writing circle” event. https://flashlightbatteries.blog/online-writing-circles/ Tickets by donation. All are welcome.

Winter Rose

I am soundlessly staring

Out the frosty window

Looking at a sunny patch in the snow

Where a single winter rose grows

And here beside the fire flame

I warm my bare toes

I feel their numbness

That only my hand knows






Ivor Steven (c) Feb 2021