Thanks For the Dance, or My Foot Went Numb (a Rhyming Tu-aiku)
My fingers are thumbs
I cannot pick up the crumbs
Nor pluck the ripe plums
My right foot went numb
Her eternal dance did come
Life is a hum-drum
Ivor Steven (c) May 3rd, 2025
Thanks For the Dance, or My Foot Went Numb (a Rhyming Tu-aiku)
My fingers are thumbs
I cannot pick up the crumbs
Nor pluck the ripe plums
My right foot went numb
Her eternal dance did come
Life is a hum-drum
Ivor Steven (c) May 3rd, 2025
Today’s Throwback poem was written before I started my website and is from June 2012, not long after Carole passed away (13 years ago tomorrow).
For unexplainable reasons, the nostalgic piece has not found its way into any of my “3 books”. Maybe this unheralded poem will prompt me to complete my fourth book!
Where’s That Dream
I have seen the universe through to the stars beyond
There is a deep darkness, she is gone, she is gone
I saw her smile crack from the pain
There was a sorrow, she caught it tomorrow
I have seen the moon through the burning sun
Where is that planet she is walking on?
I saw her eyes crying tears of sand
Where is that beach she is lying on?
I have seen the ocean through the broken coral
Where is that ship she is sailing on?
I saw her body serene and frail
Where are the ashes she is covered in?
I have seen the earth open, swallowing the multitude whole
Where is that chasm she is falling through?
I saw her gentle soul disappear out of sight
Where is that secret haven she is flying to?
I have seen the land go through violent storms
Where are the winds of time she is spread upon?
I saw her heart, her love, for all of you and me
Where is that dream she has left us to find?

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Until Eyes Hear Sound
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Perceptions:
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Tullawalla:
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OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com
Ivor Steven © May 2025
Tonight’s poem is a poetic comment that I posted to “taurusingemini” in response to her thought-evoking article >> https://taurusingemini.wordpress.com/2025/04/29/you-cant-allow-him-to-keep-on-trapping-you-here/


A Never-ending Tunnel
The cavity
Expands to a chasm
The Chasm
Turns into a vortex
The vortex
Spirals out of control
The soul
Becomes a black hole
Ivor Steven (c) April 2025

Hello, dear readers and followers. I write for Coffee House Writers magazine (USA) fortnightly, and my poem “I’m Leaving” is in this week’s edition. …
To read the poem, please click the link below to visit my Coffee House Writers Magazine article.
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/im-leaving/

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Until Eyes Hear Sound
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Perceptions:
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Tullawalla:
Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books
OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com
Ivor Steven © April 2025
This is the Final Day of the WordCrafter Poetry Treasures 5: Small Pleasures Book Blog Tour:
Kaye Booth, our editor, is wrapping up the WordCrafter Poetry Treasures 5: Small Pleasures Book Blog Tour. We’ve all had a great tour this past week
Please click on the link below to read Kaye’s informative article.
Purchase Link: https://books2read.com/PT5-SmallPleasures
Ivor Steven (c) April 2025







Over at Weekly Prompts, it’s the last weekend of the month, and it’s time for the One Day Prompt. To visit their fabulous site, please click on >> Here …
Sailing Back in Time
One day, my mind was sailing
down the river, and daydreaming
about being in a kindergarten.
Back to where time began,
in a colourful garden of fun.
Where nursery rhymes were real,
and friendly fairies lived
in the neighbouring field
Back then, love was homespun
And given freely to everyone
Ivor Steven (c) April 2025
“Day One” a poem I wrote in April 2022 for ‘Anzac Day’ … Lest We Forget …
Day One
Before Day One
I wished upon a star
That the milk-bar
Was not too far away
My life’s bread was crumbling
My weathered hands were fumbling
Witnessing the Last Supper was humbling
Day One
There, beyond the darkness
Out in the universe
From a million light-years away
Under an alien’s microscopic frame
We would all look the same
After Day One
I wished for the dust to settle
Then waited for rusted gunmetal
To mature into household kettles
Whistling hallelujah to new sunflower petals
This graphic Music/Video by the Pogues “needs no more words”
Ivor Steven (c) April (Anzac Day) 2025
Thirteen years ago today, it was the “Time” that I made a “heart-stopping decision”
Did Your Heart Stop Too?
Did you cry too?
When the doctors told you
She was not going to recover
Did they ask you too?
About what you already knew
It was time
To flick the switch
And dim her light
Did your heart stop, too?
Knowing
You had emptied her shoes
Did you sleep there too?
During those infinite days of blue
Softly holding her hand
And not letting go
Did you weep too?
Blankly alone
In her full room
Waiting
For her last silent breath

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Until Eyes Hear Sound
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Perceptions:
Amazon >> Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
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Tullawalla:
Amazon >> Tullawalla A Meeting Place Where My Empty Hands are Full of Memories and Rhymes : Steven, Ivor: Amazon.com.au: Books
OR: >> You may email me directly for a signed copy at
ivorrs20@gmail.com
Ivor Steven © April 2025
Thank you to Carla for her fabulous Promotional Post about “our” Anthology, Poetry Treasures 5: Small Pleasures
Please click on the link below to read her entire article …
Ivor Steven (c) April 2025