Morning Illumination

The morning sky caresses my eyes

Shades of daylight colours, amplified

My open curtains welcome, sapphire’s radiance

Shimmering beams, royal and turquoise, advance

 

I’m illuminated, is this my day, to actually try

Gather up all my blues, yet to die

Pack them in first, don’t waste a chance

There is time left, to travel this vast expanse

 

My Itmims,* craft is waiting, and ready to fly

And traverse through space’s indigo sky

These alien eyes, sense my universe wants to have a dance

Beyond my star’s, everlasting existence

 

  • Itmims – My Time Machine In Micro Space……

 

Ivor Steven (c)  September 2019

Icons And Idols

 

My post, Icons And Idols, is in response to Calmkate’s, photo prompt: Statues.  .. Please Click >> Here… to visit her fabulous article….

The Feature Photo Above, is of my, money box Teddy Bear, that Carole crafted for me thirty years ago…..

Above Left: William Penn         Above Right: The Thinker by Rodin

Above Left: Edgar Allan Poe’s, Raven                     Above Right: My money box

Above Left: The Kiss, by Rodin       Above Right: Buddist Temple in Shanghai

Above Left: A Chinese Dragon, in Jade             Above Right: My Jade rabbit, my birth year

Above Left: Chairman Mao    Centre: David in a front-yard next door    Right: No Bull

While I’m away on these trips, I have my garden gnome at the front door, and my courtyard goddess, protecting my house for me….

 

Ivor Steven (c)  September 2019

September Footprint: Sea Ivor Steven

Thank you Fae Corps Publishing and Pattimouse, for posting my poem on your fabulous sites, and for a lovely creative presentation, truly capturing the essence of my poem, especially the opening stanza….

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Ivor Steven is many things. Poet, plumber, blogger… The list continues. Find him and his work at https://ivors20.wordpress.com/

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Plugged In, I See Only Red

Here I am, again on the waiting shelf

And strangely, smiling to myself

Laying back, in this comfortable chair

Reminiscing. My nurse, has curly red hair

She attaches the electrodes to my head

And tells me, “Ivor, do not fret”

“Relax and close your eyes”

For the next thirty minutes, I’m mesmerised

I’m in the theatre’s semi-dark

There’s occasional flashing lights and sparks

In the blink of an eye, I feel polarised

And then I waken from my lullaby

The scan time did surprisingly fly

There is no need for me to cry

I’m unplugged, the red haired nurse, asks me why

Reminiscing. I blush, and say goodbye

Ivor Steven (c) September 2019

Promote Yourself Monday, September 16, 2019

Come and visit Go Dog Go Cafe’s Promote yourself Monday, and post your own article, on this site, ‘where writers meet’

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Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday.  All Go Dog Go Cafe community members are invited to post one link to one specific piece of their writing (600 words or less please!) they have published on their blog, Facebook page, or Instagram feed into the comments section below.

If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.

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My Feelings, You Are All, More Than Nine

Hello dear readers, I suppose nobody will ever understand me, or know where I’ve come from, nor comprehend, the difficult journey that I’ve travelled, to be here with you now.  Below is my humble poem of thanks, for your encouragement and support…..

My Feelings, You Are All, More Than Nine

 

The palms of my hands are wet

From wiping the tears off my cheeks

The soles of my feet are cold

But my soul is feeling like sunlit gold

 

With your shared warmth, caressing my open arms

My heart is now covered, in the ink of your kind words

And my gracious self, cannot speak

The praise I’ve received, has stolen my voice

 

So here I write, honestly, to you, my dear readers

I’m overwhelmed, humbled, and also honoured

Sincerely, I thank you

And here, I play this love song, for all of you

 

A poem I wrote for Michele, who inspired me to think of these words of praise and thanks, to all of those readers who enjoy my writings…….. ‘Always my pleasure’……..   

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  September 2019