Dear readers, some of you might know that I’ve been busy lately, submitting my poems for various publications. Today I received great news from the Geelong Writers Anthology publication for 2018.
Anthology Submissions
Hi Ivor!
Dear readers, some of you might know that I’ve been busy lately, submitting my poems for various publications. Today I received great news from the Geelong Writers Anthology publication for 2018.
Hi Ivor!
G’day dear friends and readers, I’m still bristling and bubbling from Xavier Rudd’s concert last Saturday night, and on this Thursday, another day of Ivor being an old plumber at work, the attached song seems both inspiring and appropriate for me this week. Please enjoy his music and lyrics.
“Growth Lines”
And I believe we are done
And I agree we had fun
We can hold our heads high
‘Cause we could only try
Yeah, we came so far
And we gave it our all
We can walk with pride
Tonight
Floating in the ocean
Heart beating like a drum
I’m singing Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen
And I’m floating in the ocean
Heart beating like a drum
Singing Hallelujah into the setting sun
Featured Image: via spotlightreport.net, google images.
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
“Weekly Prompt” . The word prompt for this week: Serendipity
I’m a poet of little renown
Writing continuously for eighteen years
Scribbling word after word
Penning thousands upon thousands of lines
Forming hundreds and hundreds of poems
My stories of memories and rhymes
Soulful words of mine
By perchance
I’m reviewing my poems today
Reading every poem, every word
Auspiciously
Discovering there’s a word
A word I’ve never used
I’m mystified and perplexed
I’ve never been charmed
With the gift of the written word
Fortuity has rolled on by me
I’m wondering why
Why I’ve never used the word
Serendipity
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
I’ve been good friends with Colleen of, Click >> ChatterMaster, since the first week I started blogging 14 months ago. I love her glorious attitude for life and people. I diligently read all of her posts (nearly) and I often write comments to her in the form of little poems, and many of them have been featured here in my “Tit Bits” series of poems. However today I’m presenting little/micro poems I’ve posted on Colleen’s site, during the past few weeks.
Fall
After a bad fall
We need good strength
To fully recover
I Believe
I believe in helping
I believe it’s our call
I believe no matter how small
I believe in standing tall
Where To
I’m good at reading maps
Not a good driver
I’m good a finding the dots
Not good at erasing the crosses
I’m good at figuring things out
If you’re struggling about
I’ll help you out
Extra Time
If we had an extra hour in our day
It still wouldn’t be enough time
To fit all the good times in
We just have to enjoy our good times
While we still have time
Holding Today
I like holding today
She’s bubbly and full of life
I look forward to meeting tomorrow
She’s a lustrous light
I loved yesterday
Like there was no tomorrow
I dream of the next kiss
Holding onto today is bliss
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
Weekly Prompts : Photo Challenge, Animals In Nature
This weeks Photo Challenge is about animals in nature, and I’m always fascinated by the mystical world of dragons, and that’s “My Dragon” in the featured image above, and also in the picture below, where I’m giving my friendly dragon a pat. You can read all about my dragon by clicking on this link >> https://ivors20.wordpress.com/2017/09/23/my-dragon-the-trilogy-2/ I know my dragon is very fond of the local swans residing nearby on Corio Bay.
There are readers of mine who would remember my Lizard Of Wizardry, Lizzy, who(it has been suggested) was the reincarnation of my little furry friend, Lily, and if you’d like to read about Lizzy the lizard, click on this link >>https://ivors20.wordpress.com/2017/11/07/lily-and-a-lizard-of-wizardry-2/
I do miss my little dog Lily, and we both enjoyed our walks to the lovely bush setting of the Moorabool Valley Chocolate Cafe. Every now and then we would encounter a cheeky magpie on the Cafe’s outside patio area, and below, photos of the magpie and, lily proudly sitting in her wild natural habitat. I also wrote a poem about that cheeky magpie, click here on this link >>https://ivors20.wordpress.com/2017/10/15/cheeky-magpie/
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
My mind’s witnessing warring hell
It’s time to ring the bell
There is a time
When enough, is more than enough
When the price, far outweighs the costs
Counting the countless heads, is a needless sum
Moguls perched high upon ivory towers
Swinging full circle in their leather chairs
Crystal glasses full of classic red-wine
From grapes, picked by the walking dead
Fine china cups full of black caviar
From fish, caught by the floating dead
My mind’s witnessing bloody hell
It’s time to ring the bell
There is a time
When the suffering is enough
When the suffering is more than enough
How many heads do the Mogul’s need to roll
Human alley-pins falling into blackboard bins
Buried under centuries of desert lands
Empty hands holding onto sandy winds
The lost children, mankind’s biggest sin
Temporary tents and stretchers their living sty
And still, bullets and bombs whistle by
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
I was fortunate enough to go see Xavier Rudd, live in concert last night, as part of his Storm Boy Tour of Australia, and he was here in Geelong, and what an incredible show he put on, in front of a pack house in his hometown. He’s a rare talent, playing multiple instruments, including the Aboriginal Didgeridoo and “Lioness Eye” is a good example of him playing the didgeridoo. Click this link >> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AZk-EhCevm0 Attached below is a few of his songs that he performed last night. I did try taking some video clips, but they were very poor attempts I’m afraid, Yes, Ivor should stick to trying to write poetry.
And of course there’s no Xavier Rudd show/concert, without listening to his classic song, “Spirit Bird”, I’ll post this version so you’re able to follow his lyrics, a heartfelt message of important significance for all walks life of our world.
“Spirit Bird she creaks and groans
She knows she has
Seen this all before she has
Seen this all before she has”
I hope you enjoy his music as much as I do.
Featured Image: From Aesthetic Magazine, July 17th 2017.
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
Today’s dawn is crisp and foggy
A gentle chilly breeze tingles my skin’s awakening
The cold air’s magically refreshing
As I sit here under my verandah
Protected from the cool settling dew droplets
Wetting every piece of exposed ground
Moisturising my garden’s fernery
Greenery leaves glossy and glowing
I sense my cheeks are warmly blushing
Feeling filtered rays of morning sunshine
Welcoming me to another enriching new-day
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
A big thank you to Walt Page for the inspiration to write this poem, please go over and visit Walt, and read his poem on this disturbing topic >> Click >> Here
Oh, Children
I’m deeply saddened
Your innocence lost
Burnt by the cross
You’re not to blame
For this baptism of shame
By the priests dirty games
Filthy rapists by any other name
Piously veiled by higher Cloth
The Lord’s words, written off
Hidden up darkened sleeves
I cannot see, I no longer believe
On a prayer and a song
The church is doing wrong
If your heart is torn
I don’t wonder why
If the night is gone
Is my lover there
Is my lover there
Sleep baby sleep,
There’s the morning to come,
The winds in the trees,
They’re talking in tones
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
I’m wordless at the moment
My thoughts are in postponement
I hear Leonard’s songs
All night long
Lyrics full of love
White lilies and doves
I hold your pale glove
My one truelove
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
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