The Wedding, I Wait In Anticipation

This week’s Word Prompt is ANTICIPATION.

The Wedding, I Wait In Anticipation


The jet-lag is really real

Yes, the fourth evening in a row

That I’ve had to go to bed early

Although I’m gradually adjusting

I’ll be back to normal by Saturday

My younger sister’s wedding day

And I’ll be reciting a poem for her

Hopefully my love for her, is expressed in these words

“Miffy And John”

” I’ve returned from distant lands

To celebrate the joining of these loving hands

Our King, knighted this man “Honest John”

We know our dad was not wrong

Our queen, bestowed this girl with kindness

We know our mum was always the best

And with their blessings from heaven

I’m proud to accept their wisdom, here on cloud seven

Wishing my gracious sister, and new brother

All the best for a glorious future together”


Ivor Steven (c)  2019


Dragons And Faeries




Dragons And Faeries


My dragon flew me to New York

His scaly tail was singed

By the stoic statue’s torch

As we were landing, upon Central Park

And in the city’s mystical forest I stood

Amongst strawberry fields and woods

Atop the plaque of my dreams

I imagined, how life should’ve been


My naked soul, a vision unseen

I have a dream, like John’s world

Togetherness, love pristine

The apple uneaten

And the snake shyly beaten

I see peace, within evil’s tiredness

Burnt-out flames, of the devil’s nakedness

Leaving us life’s leftover ashes

Then the peace dove shall arise from the ruins

And the lost faeries, will return as humans




Ivor Steven (c)  2019

The Joke’s On Them, By: Brandi Carlile

“The Joke”, a song by Brandi Carlile. the lyrics(below) fascinate me, and I hope you enjoy my presentation today.

The Joke, Lyrics.

You’re feeling nervous, aren’t you, boy?
With your quiet voice and impeccable style
Don’t ever let them steal your joy
And your gentle ways, to keep ’em from running wild
They can kick dirt in your face
Dress you down, and tell you that your place
Is in the middle, when they hate the way you shine
I see you tugging on your shirt
Trying to hide inside of it and hide how much it hurts

Let ’em laugh while they can
Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind
I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends
And the joke’s on them

You get discouraged, don’t you, girl?
It’s your brother’s world for a while longer
We gotta dance with the devil on a river
To beat the stream
Call it living the dream, call it kicking the ladder
They come to kick dirt in your face
To call you weak and then displace you
After carrying your baby on your back across the desert
I saw your eyes behind your hair
And you’re looking tired, but you don’t look scared

Let ’em laugh while they can
Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind
I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends
And the joke’s on them

Let ’em laugh while they can
Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind
I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends
And the joke’s on them



Ivor Steven (c)  2019

Love United, Under Distant Skies (For Kerri)

I am also posting this poem for “Kerri”, on “Go Dog Go Cafe”, Promote Yourself Monday, Please readers go and visit their fabulous site, Click >>Here..

Through the mist of my tears

I saw droplets run down her cheeks

Our moist eyes met

And I kissed her on the lips

With love, from my softened soul

I felt the depth of her inner strength

Radiate from within her petite body.

Now, finally we have embraced

And encountered our forever dreams

The bells of respect clearly chimed

Ringing joyful tunes, and our duets were living proof

That our hearts were lovingly entwined

Under alien stars, and united by our distant skies

Confirming a bond, that will never be broken.


Ivor Steven (c)  2019

It’s Time To Leave

It’s time to tidy up my mess

Clean up the room and get dressed

It’s time to pack my suitcase

Fill the travel bag and vacate this place

It’s time to put on my famous rocker shoes

And walk away from this dream so true

It’s time to say heartfelt goodbyes

To these wonderful Philadelphian guys

It’s time for final hugs and kisses

Sad farewells and best wishes

It’s time for my usual emotional tears

Separate myself from these every day cheers

It’s time to flyaway from a land of Dragons and fairies

Leave this magical world of faraway families

It’s time to say a million thank you’s

For making my stay a Really Real great do

It’s time for me to travel back home

With glorious memories of this mystical thunderdome

Ivor Steven (c) 2019

Words Of Mine

Hello dear readers, I’ve been listening to Neil Young this morning(Again), and one of his songs, is a favourite of mine, “Words”, which has reminded me of an old poem I wrote a few years ago, and the wording of the poem seems to be very appropriate for my stay here in Philadelphia.  “Words Of Mine”, I hope you enjoy my ‘words’.

Words Of Mine


I’ve given you all, my humble words

I’ve given you, my hidden soul

Words trickling, through cool mountain streams

Words dripping off the frozen ashen trees

Words gliding across the icy lakes

Words flowing through happiness, and sorrow


I’ve given you all, my inner self

I’ve given you, my outer grief

Words Tumbling over the embedded rocks

Words twisting along the winding rivers

Words cascading down the forest waterways

Words sifting through my barren hands


I’ve given you all, my lonely heart

I’ve given you, my secret loves

Words of life, living under the vast oceans

Words of time, travelling to the stars beyond

Words of love, drowning in the memory rains

Words of mine, falling upon dreams of tomorrow



Ivor Steven.


The Return Of My Dragon

My Dragon, has been away searching

Flying his mystical universe

Traversing darkness

Between distant stars

Collecting the negative pieces

Of my lost soul

Welding them back together

Using all the inner forces

Of his fiery belly

And melting her throne of thorns

Into a bubbling river of molten swords

Cascading upon our stairway to heaven

Breaking yesteryears curse

Returning her betrayed body

Into my forever dreams

Of a glorious blue yonder

Ivor Steven (c) 2019

Really Real

Really Real 

I’m hazily awakening, from my afternoon slumber

Hearing a summer thunderstorm pounding

Wet fat drops splattering the ground

Greening the fields of Bensalem

Eyes curiously opening, I’m drifting

Floating upon a mystical cloud

In a magical mist, where faeries live

Happily dancing and prancing above my head

Gently fluttering on the edges of my cosmo

Sprinkling my body with stardust, and blowing me kisses

And granting my real dreams, reality wishes

Ivor Steven (c) 2019

Feel The River Flow

There’s more to see, and things to do

Steel bridges and worn cobblestones

Wide rivers and heavy highways

Waterfront peirs and riverside parks

Ancient history and old monuments

Suburban Philadelphia and New Jersey cross-overs

Faraway cousins and new family’s found

Niece’s, nephews and grandchildren abound

Greeting hugs and welcoming hearts

Blissful times and precious memories

Ivor Steven (c) 2019