Floating on the Moon

I am not always wrong

And at times I may have been right

Behind my mask I smile

And at times I grimace

Numbness has entered my bones

Clumsiness guides my pen

Awkwardness precedes my stride

Uneasiness resonates in my voice

I am not able to walk on water

And at times I have sunk like a stone

I live within my soul’s cocoon

And at times I am floating on the moon





Ivor Steven (c) January 2021

A Window Stain

I entered my poem “A Window Stain” in the, EIF Tanka Challenge, and the Results were: Joint Second Place: Jaya Avendel & Ivor Steven
Please go and visit ‘Experiments In Fiction’ fabulous site by clicking on this link.. . >> Experiments in Fiction – Stories without Borders


A Window Stain, (a Tanka)

Evening tears ebb through

the window of last year’s stain

Fear closes the door

Tonight, the moon is brighter

Today the pane is clearer




Ivor Steven (c) January 2021

Playing Cards

Today I am presenting the “second” ‘5min’ poem that I wrote at Ali Grimsham’s ‘Writing Circle’ Zoom meeting, that I attended on Monday this week, and this was my 3rd session/week with the group, and I am having a delightful time. Here is the page link to get more information about the next writing circle. https://flashlightbatteries.blog/online-writing-circles/ Tickets by donation. All are welcome.

And I’ve also entered my poem in this week’s challenge from “Weekly Prompts” is the word; PRANK. Please go over visit their fabulous site by clicking >> HERE



Playing Cards

To many questions

And I, have not the answers

I am running out of rhyme

It it time?

To go back to school

Me, a forgetful old fool

Or, I could stay here

Wait for the anteater to cheer

Sit in my garden courtyard

Avoid soul searching and just play cards

With Oscar the wise old owl

And Phillip the penguin, he’s my pal





Ivor Steven (c) January 2021

Anomaly

Today I am presenting another ‘5min’ poem that I have written at one of Ali Grimsham’s ‘Writing Circle’ Zoom meetings that I attend on Monday’s, and this was my 3rd session with the group, and I am having a delightful time. Here is the page link to get more information about the next writing circle. https://flashlightbatteries.blog/online-writing-circles/ Tickets by donation. All are welcome.



Anomaly

I see a stone wall of sad faces

the refugees from different places

Shuffling on old shredded boot laces

wearing tattered clothes and frozen braces

These lost cultures of opposite races

begging for water and food traces

living out of torn tents and empty suitcases

And here, people play games in cyberspaces





Ivor Steven (c) January 2021

Promote Yourself Monday, January 25, 2021

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Promote yourself Mon

Welcome toPromote Yourself Monday. All Go Dog Go Cafe community members are invited to postonelink 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.

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Swan

Featured Image Above: A photograph I copied from Derrick Knight’s fabulous site, and was taken by his wife Jackie. You may visit his article/site by clicking on this link >> Preening Swans – derrickjknight


Swan




Honouring the ancient lakes of Aberdeen

Are you our planet’s queen

Shyly overseeing this world’s fading green



Serenely grateful and gracious

Solemnly thoughtful and virtuous

Calmly valorous and veracious




No matter your birthright

You are equally adorned black or white

Colour is not your feathers blight

But nature’s pearls of delight






Ivor Steven (c) January 2021

Breathe Me In

Love continues to climb

Within the shadows of time

Beyond the bizarre

Of who we are


We ask. “What happened Judas?”

As we search for the lost truths

In here, and out there

But the truth lives everywhere


Truth is in the air

And love lives there

In the air everywhere

Enough air for every being

Enough love for all to breathe in


Ivor Steven (c) January 2021