“We build too many walls and not enough bridges” … Isaac Newton
Unfinished (a Haiku)
The bridges are burnt
Ancient connections lost
Unfinished missions
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2021
Tag: Poetry/Australia
Splintered Bridges
Bridges of ancient dreams spanned
On the wings of the bridled albatross
Flying over shallow lakes of delta moss
Bridges crossing from here to there
Above the worlds fractured rivers
Meandering from there to here
Connecting lonely bridal hands
Of people from far away lands
Bridges trekked by torn and splintered feet
And blooded by bomb blasted streets
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2021
Worlds Beyond Thoughts
My poem today is made from a list of comments that I have left on fellow ‘Bloggers’ sites, and in order of stanza appearance these are the writers sites for you to visit ..
Bart – https://bartbarkerpoet.com/
Sadje – https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/
Punam – https://paeansunpluggedblog.wordpress.com/
Sadje – https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/
Annette – https://aikalandros.com/
Dwight – https://rothpoetry.wordpress.com/
Michelle~M – https://herwritinghaven.com/
Catxman – https://catxman.wordpress.com/
Mark – https://havocandconsequence.wordpress.com/
Cindy – https://uniquelyfitblog.com/
Carol – https://therapybits.com/
Cassa – https://flickerofthoughts.com/
Windwhisperer – https://wildwindwhisperer.wordpress.com/
Worlds Beyond Thoughts
Laws are merely guide lines
For the arrows of love to climb
Mirror mirror on the wall
Recalls our joys and falls
Behind every mask there is a weathered face
Behind every face old lines survive in place
Behind every place memories live with grace
Evil eyes lurk in veiled skies
The wisdom of native ancestors should be listened to
And not be lost to the modern ways this arrogant world
The way of modern progress
Is to leave nature shamefully undressed
Nature and renewal walk down the garden path hand in hand
I hear church bells ring
I see the mouses die
And the clouds always cry
Keep the cup full, turn the power on
And the answer will come
Like a big jigsaw puzzle
Not all the pieces will fit back
And overall the world will look the same
I cannot dwell on what has been
While I feel my blade of grass is alive and green
Above and beyond the crusty dirt
The universe is a symphonic concert
They say that the truth hurts
Beware of cold desserts
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Ivor Steven (c) September 14th 2021
A Violet and A Blade of Grass (Revised)
I wrote this poem a year ago …
A Violet and A Blade of Grass
Years ago, I met a young lady
With hair the colour of autumn leaves
I liked her, and she liked me
And our courtship flourished rapidly
One day we were walking down by the river
Where I casually paused to pick a flower
And I gently placed the violet in her hair
She fondly smiled, and said quietly
“Open your hand, I’ve a gift for you too”
Upon my palm she tenderly placed a blade of grass
“There, that is to signify my eternal love for you”
I blushed and smile, and said proudly
“As mother nature is my witness, I love you”
“And thank you, for this blade of grass”
“I shall treasure your kindness forever”
My heart was pounding, as I steadily took her hand
And uttered the words, “Would you like to marry me”
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2021
The Path (a Senryu)
Featured Image Above: A photo by Derrick Knight, and a sincere thank you to Derrick for allowing me to use his wonderful photos along my poems. You can visit his site via this link >> https://derrickjknight.com/2021/09/05/greener-graveyard-grass/
The Path (a Senryu)
His tired empty heart
Travels a lonely path
In a dusty cart
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2021
Some Time Now
Some Time Now
Today’s anniversary is fouty five yeas
A marriage of happy smiles, then sad tears
Our color is both red and sapphire blue
Representing the depth and stability of you
Anniversaries, they come, and they go
Some time now since that final May snow
Anniversaries, my soul does not let them pass
Some time now, I reminisce the last
Anniversaries, none ever forgotten
Some time now since your everlasting smile was taken
Anniversaries, over coral and every colour
Some time now since your tidal wave of valour
Anniversaries, when love grew stronger
Some time now since the years became longer
Anniversaries, covered by, love, suffering and pain
Some time now since our river flooded with rain
Your troubles fell, with an Autumn leaf
Forever enshrined, our promises of belief
Ivor Steven (c) September 10th 2021
Church Mouse (a Haiku)
Hello dear readers and followers, today I am presenting another Haiku … I seem to be on a roll for writing Haiku lately … and I have no rhyme or reason as to why this is so … but I do enjoy the challenge of their concise format …
Church Mouse (a Haiku)
I hear church bells ring
Did an elder church mouse die
Grey clouds always cry
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2021
Candles (a Haiku)
A big thank you to mbrazfieldm, for allowing me to borrow her “Three Word Line”, which I used here at the beginning of my Haiku… You may visited her incredible site by clicking on the link >> https://wordslessspoken781842219.blog/2021/09/02/3wordpoetpost-15/
Candles (a Haiku)
Our Burning Silence
Magnifies our own problems
Candles in the wind
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2021
Pebbles Fade into Dust (is up Coffee House Writers)
Hello dear readers and followers, as you may know, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Pebbles Fade into Dust”, is in this weeks edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below to read my poem at Coffee House Writers …
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2021
Did You Hear the Moon Call?
Time is an eternal sundial
The sun rises and the sun sets
Tides roll in, tides go out
The rivers ebb and flow
And the gray clouds of life
Continue to fly on by
Curtains open and curtains fall
The audience wants more
Feel the crowd roar
Last night, did you hear the moon call?
Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2021
