Weekly Prompts – Page 2 – Ivor.Plumber/Poet

Hit and Run

Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is the word Cavalier. To visit their fabulous site, please click on >> Here

Hit and Run

Reluctantly, there I was
Tidying “our” shared nature strip
Picking up the obnoxious rubbish
And placing it back
In “his” smelly garbage bin
Which had been knocked over
By the “neighbour’s” visitor

The culprit had fled the scene
The “cavalier neighbour” remained inside

Distur‘bin’ly,
This was a messy case
Of “Hit and Run”

Until Eyes Hear Sound

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Perceptions:

Amazon >> Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
Lulu Books >> Perceptions (lulu.com)

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 © May 2025

Sailing Back in Time

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

Sunday Shroud

Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is the word Obsession. To visit their fabulous site, please click on >> Here.
Some people say that I am obsessed with taking photos of the daytime moon … which is probably true, but in my poem today, I am using the ‘moon’ as a metaphor for ‘Easter Sunday’ …

Sunday Shroud

now you see me
now you don’t
I’m as pure as the driven snow
and I covertly nudge my way
through the cumulus clouds
looking for that opening in the sky
where I can display my Sunday Shroud
and dispel that dreaded prophecy
“He does not return”

Until Eyes Hear Sound

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Perceptions:

Amazon >> Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
Lulu Books >> Perceptions (lulu.com)

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

Who Owns Our “Promised Land”

Today’s poem is one of my verses made up of comments I posted on some of my fellow WordPress writers’ articles during the month … In stanza order, they are:

Dwight >> https://rothpoetry.wordpress.com/2025/03/31/beauty-or-beast/
Beth >> https://ididnthavemyglasseson.com/2025/04/04/enter-the-penguins/
Eugi >> https://amanpan.com/2025/04/10/shedding-masks-a-journey-from-darkness-to-light/
Violet >> https://violetslentz.home.blog/2025/04/10/a-perfect-fit/
Louise >> https://dareboldly.com/2025/03/31/raw-of-rage-fear-and-release/

** The word “Sinuous” is the weekend challenge at Weekly Prompts. Please go and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here.
I think my poem below could be classified as a “Sinuous Poem”

Who Owns Our “Promised Land”

We know it’s nature’s way
Survival is not a showy ballet
And birds don’t have holidays

The clever little penguins will display their true mettle
When all the showy snowflakes finally settle
They are going to resell their snowy wonderland
Back to the ‘Promised Land’, for a million-grand

Shedding those old tacky masks
Maybe a refractory task

Our perfection is impossible
The dejection is horrible
His resurrection is improbable

Rage is for the stage
Fear is always near
Release me, piece by piece

Until Eyes Hear Sound

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Perceptions:

Amazon >> Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
Lulu Books >> Perceptions (lulu.com)

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

One Day, or: Bless My Soul

Today’s poem was my inspired poetic response to David’s “Sijo”, ‘Of all things, or: Bridge to nowhere’. >> https://skepticskaddish.com/2025/03/28/of-all-things-or-bridge-to-nowhere/
Over at Weekly Prompts, since it’s the last weekend of the month, “One Day” is again the monthly Prompt! To visit their fabulous site, please click on >> Here

One Day, or: Bless My Soul

Beneath our feet, there lies a common mound
Between our ears, the winds of time hear no sound
Below our eyes, the promised land cannot be found
Within our hearts, we share the lost and drowned

Beyond our souls, the world’s burial grounds
Belong to the hounds, who run the battlegrounds

Ivor Steven © March 2025

Twilight’s Yellow Sunset

Featured Image Image Above, was taken at 7.54 pm

Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Colour Challenge for this month is Yellowish.
To visit their fabulous site, please click on >> Here

On our walkies this evening I took these “yellow sunset” photos with my iPhone (Sunset time was officially 8.03 pm)

7.44 pm, 7.49 pm, and 7.51 pm

7.54 pm, and 7.57 pm

Ivor Steven (c) March 2025

Flying South, or North

Over at Weekly Prompts, the Wednesday Challenge is the word Gawking. To visit their fabulous site please click on >> Here

Flying South or North

I am supposed to be flying south
For a holiday down by the river mouth

But somehow, I found myself heading west
In Search of the next diving contest

If I succeed there, I will fly up north
For the Champions Trophy
At the renowned, Firth of Forth

Win, Lose, or draw, I’ll return to the east
Where I will rest my weary wings
While I’m gawking at the home-baked family feast

Until Eyes Hear Sound

Lulu Books >> Until Eyes Hear Sound (lulu.com)

Perceptions:

Amazon >> Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
Lulu Books >> Perceptions (lulu.com)

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 (c) February 2025

Imaginary Bookcases and Bootlaces

Over at Weekly Prompts, The Weekend Challenge is the word Absence. Please visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> HERE

Imaginary Bookcases and Bootlaces

In the absence
Of any commonsense
I’m here talking in mime
About my memories and rhymes
From behind my imaginary bookcase
And wearing a quirky poet’s face

This is my ordained place
Where I bravely embrace
The unpredictable pace
In this dysfunctional race

Then I cautiously retrace
My creations’ underground faces
From the days of waterlogged bootlaces

Until Eyes Hear Sound

Lulu Books >> Until Eyes Hear Sound (lulu.com)

Perceptions:

Amazon >> Perceptions : Steven, Ivor, Knight, Derrick: Amazon.com.au: Books
Lulu Books >> Perceptions (lulu.com)

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 (c) February 2025

Mudlarks Are Whimsical Duet Singers (a Tanka)

Duet Singing. Magpie-larks are one of the 200-odd species of birds around the world that are known to sing in duets. Each partner produces about one note a second, but a half-second apart, so humans find it difficult to tell that there are actually two birds singing, not one.

Over at Weekly Prompts, the Wednesday Challenge is the word Whimsical. Please visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here.

Mudlarks Are Whimsical Duet Singers

The Magpie Lark is
Unique to Australia
A small singing bird
With striking black and white plumes
Our sopranos of the sky

Ivor Steven (c) February 2025

Ripples in the Sky

** Over at Week Prompts, the Wednesday Challenge is the word ‘Excellent’. To visit their fabulous site please click on >> Here.

** Also at Eugi’s Moonwashed Musings
>> https://amanpan.com/2025/01/21/moonwashed-weekly-prompt-chroma/

Ripples in the Sky

Hi, to all perceptive observers,
you, might not be able to see me,
but, if you look through telescopic eyes,
I’m up here, high in the Cirrocumulus clouds,
lounging in my excellent recliner chair,
sharing the sky’s Blue Theatre,
with the daytime silvery moon.

We are tactfully floating upon
the troposphere’s delicate white ripples,
and wistfully waving to the world’s
congregating survivors.