Throwback Friday, Memory Rain, by Ivor Steven

Here is a poem that I posted on the Go Dog Go Cafe’s, Throwback Friday segment, a few hours ago. I’ve made a few little changes to this poem, that I originally posted on my site on August 24th 2017. I think my updated version added some softness to my poem. Please go over and visit the fabulous Go Dog Go Cafe site by clinking on this link >> http://godoggocafe.com/2021/04/30/throwback-friday-memory-rain-by-ivor-steven/


Memory Rain

Every time I opened our photo album

I saw her personal emblem

Every time I turned about-face

I felt pain and soft rain again

Every time I switched on the screen

I waited for a different dream

Every time I tried another channel

I cried during the battle

Every time I played another sad tune

I sang until the next full moon

Every time I walked out the back door

My head would be in the clouds

Every time I looked up to heaven

My angel stood waiting at the gate

I’d see the rain on her face

And I’d feel the memory rain again



Ivor Steven (c)  2018

Chromatic Pulse

Today I visited the “The Hue and Cry collective” art exhibition, with paintings by 3 talented local Geelong artists, Jenna Kernaghan, Daniel Hunt, and Nelson Ruler. The theme of the exhibition was “Chromatic Phenomenon”, and the Lowercase Poetry members were encouraged to go along and be inspired to write an Ekphrastic poem about the paintings… I have attached some photos of paintings, and my resultant poem …






Chromatic Pulse




words are emotions

the emotions of love and pain

words are eye-drops

the eye-drops of sunshine and rain

words are blood

the blood in oceans and drains


words are aromas

the aromas of flowers and grains

words are watered sand

the watered sand of trees and plains

words are dreams

the dreams in stars and heavenly gains





Ivor Steven (c) April 2021

Tullawalla, Hardcover Available at Barnes & Noble …

More good news today. My book is available as a Hardcover copy at Barnes & Noble… Click on link here >>

Tullawalla by Ivor Steven, Kerri Costello, Hardcover | Barnes & Noble® (barnesandnoble.com)

Hopefully the Paperback version will be out soon too, and I’ll let you all know when I hear more from my publisher’s…


Today I’m reposting a poem from Saturday 22nd of December 2018, after basically a six week stay in hospital, recovering from my second stroke .. I was still not over all my problems, I was very tired, both physically and mentally, and I was due to start my many months of rehabilitation … It was a few days before Christmas, and I was looking forward to reviving my life again !! … Anyhow, It was lovely to be home, and I thought I’d repost this old poem of mine, to celebrate the rebirth of my book “Tullawalla” today, … please enjoy.


Hold Me


Take me to my home

Home is where my heart is

Home is on that windy hill

Above a secret valley

Laying under a heavenly cloud

Take me to my home

I am waiting here alone

All packed ready to go

Vacating this old place

Leaving this world behind

Take me to my home

The beyond will be greener

I know you will be there

You have been waiting for so long

I know you will hold me again

Hold me in our home





Ivor Steven (c) April 2021


Patiently, I Am Waiting

Patience drifts around the clock

Patience floats in dry-dock

Patience hovers in transit

Patience belies my spirit


Patiently I walk

Patiently I talk

Patiently I listen

Patiently I have forgiven


Patience is the essence

Patience is my sentence

Patience is my burden

Patience is my warden


Patiently I wait

Patiently I update

Patiently I sleep

And alone I weep


Patiently I Compromise

Patiently I will arise

Patiently I mutate

Patiently I will gravitate

Patience commands my time

Patience is my crime





Ivor Steven (c) April 2021

Thawing (a Haiku)

Yeah … some good news … my “ebook” on Amazon is doing well this morning. Amazon Hot New Releases in the Oceania region, “Tullawalla” came in at #2, and overall this week at #14. While for all Amazon kindle releases world wide , Tullawalla went from #1,282,135 to #170,319, and I think that’s ok … a pity the ‘Book’ is not out yet, 😀😎😍

Thawing (a Haiku)


All is not covered

Nor frozen by morning frost

A new dawn brings hope




Ivor Steven (c) April 2012

Reclassified



Build me up, knock me down

The grass is green, my paddock is brown

And I watch my dream’s intrepid journey

Turn into a vagabond without an attorney


My book of magical words is mortified

Locked away, untried and unidentified

Now a piece of petrified wood on the mountainside

Is there a release button for the certified


I shall escape to the chromatic lakeside

And reclassify my reflection as unqualified





Ivor Steven (c) April 2021

The Vita Brevis Anthology is Out

The Anthology is Out!

I’m feeling very honoured and proud to have to my poem “Where’s That Dream” published by Vita Brevis in their annual anthology, and thank you to the editor Brian Geiger, for accepting my submission.

The second Vita Brevis anthology is officially out!

I can’t thank the community enough. Whether you’re a poet whose work is featured in the new collection, a Vita Brevis regular, or a reader, you’ll find something to love.

As you all know, these anthologies keep the lights on for Vita Brevis! Thanks for making this a reality, and congratulations to all poets who made it in.

Let’s make this another bestseller!

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Ivor Steven (c) April 2021

Throwback Friday, A Writers Aviary (Revised), by Ivor Steven

Here is my ‘Throwback Friday’ poem I posted on “Go Dog Go Cafe” today ..

Go Dog Go Café

Today’s poem is one I origanally wrote in the Autumn of 2018, and here I have made a few word changes, but without altering the calm aura of the moment…

A Writers Aviary (Revised)

A cool autumn morn

Another new dawn

I am refreshed, I am alive

I roll myself over

Onto my tummy

Elbows on my pillow

The curtains are open

Gazing out the window

Through the leaves and red flowers

Of my red Bougainvillea

My courtyard’s looking homely

A bower scenery

My beautiful fernery

Full of nature’s greenery

I am feeling cosy and dreamy

Comfy in my writer’s aviary

Ivor Steven (c) April 2021

G’day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I’m an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about…

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A Line in the Sand (Revised)

Here I have revised yesterday’s poem ‘A Line in the Sand’ … by adding a stanza at the start, and a change to the final line … I’m not sure, but maybe the alterations are Ok…

A Line in the Sand (Revised)


Did you hear the latest hocus pocus?

About the world’s leaders lack of focus

And resembling old smokeless dragons

Can you sense the reloading of guns and cannons?


In my mind, I am searching for the olive tree

Please come walk with me

We will go to the seashore

And watch the dove’s soar


Hold my other hand

As I scribe a line in the sand


A message to the sky

Love and peace I decry

Will I receive an honest reply?

Or nothing, but more blind eyes?




Ivor Steven (c) April 2021