Month: July 2021

Toothless Broom

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

And also Available at Amazon (Paperback), especially for those living in Australia, with an Amazon.au account, postage is at local rates rates ..
Tullawalla : Steven, Ivor, Harris, patricia, Costello, Kerri: Amazon.com.au: Books





Toothless Broom


I am singing the same old tune  

About life’s empty room 

 
I will fly you to the moon 

To recover your silver spoon  

I will swim to Xanadu 

To save you from gloom  


I will wear a new costume  

And throw away my toothless broom  






Ivor Steven (c) July 2021

Going For a Stroll

Hello dear readers and followers, “Going For a Stroll” is my second poem up at Coffee House Writers  … please click on the link below and visit my poem at Coffee House Writers … and let me know what you think of my poem, and I would appreciate your support over at my new venture as a writer on CHW… I’ve attached a first stanza teaser below …

Going For A Stroll – Coffee House Writers


Going For a Stroll


When will I be too old?

To be left alone, out in the cold

With my naked words still unsold






Ivor Steven (c) July 2021

Promote Yourself Mondays, July 26, 2021

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Where to Flee for My Jubilee




Where to Flee for My Jubilee


This Jubilee year has flown

My seventieth has been rolled and mown

Party days have been squashed

I’ll be dinning on sausages and mash

No birthday cake, and no candles

Only breadcrumbs for the snails, life is a shambles

No presents or cards on the mantle

It’s time to unhitch Itmims, and throw on my sandals



Itmims; “Ivor’s Time Machime In Micro Space





Ivor Steven (c) July 2021

Promote Yourself Mondays, July 19, 2021

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Up and Down

Today on Weekly Prompts the Weekend challenge is: Side by Side. Please visit their fabulous site by clicking on here >> Here. The poem below is my response to their prompt



Up and Down


Wake up

Stroll up

Walk down

Lockdown


Pent up

Shut up

Sit down

Lockdown


Numb foot

Stay put

Crazy frown

Lockdown


Light on

Telly on

Food down

Lockdown


Blanket on

Music on

Computer down

Lockdown


Book open

Spirit’s hoping

Eyes down

Lockdown






Ivor Steven (c) July 2021

Throwback Friday, Pendulum Lights, by Ivor Steven

Again, I cannot get the reblog button to work at my Go Dog Go Cafe site, so I have ‘copied & pasted’ my article today …

My poem here today is from August 2018, and I am not able to explain the thoughts behind my words, except that some promised outcomes to me, were not forfilled and I felt emotionally let down and cheated …

Pendulum Lights

I was blinded

By the light

Losing the fight

I was silenced

By the noise

Standing without poise

I was attacked

By the crown

Breaking me down

I was sentenced

By the people

Hiding under their steeple

Hung out to dry

Nailed to a cross

Punished for my loss

Surviving, burnt my courage

I battled to be bold

Returning from the cold

I refound my faith

Nullifying what they stole

Purifying my lost soul





Ivor Steven (c) Aug 2018