“In the Valley of Light”, is published in Vita Brevis’ new anthology

I’m proud to announce that my poem “In the Valley of Light”, has been published in the Anthology “Nothing Divine Dies”, a poetry anthology about Nature, produce by Vita Brevis Press, which is Volume III, in their successful series of Anthologies, and my sincere thanks go to the editor Brian for kindly considering my poem.

“Nothing divine dies. All good is eternally reproductive. The beauty of nature reforms itself in the mind, and not for barren contemplation, but for new creation.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature

From a shaft of sunlight warming the kitchen floor to a lush forest by Walden pond, what is it about experiencing nature that pleases and fulfills us? In the third volume of the Vita Brevis Poetry Anthology,established and emerging poets from around the world show what nature means to them. This is nature poetry at its most precise and moving, continuing the long tradition of Transcendentalism, deciphering ourselves and the world that sustains us — with art.

You may purchase this outstanding Anthology via these links
>> Paperback (https://www.amazon.com/dp/1737296519)
>> Ebook (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09PDN3YGZ)

In the Valley of Light

The cold winds of change

Blow down from the mountain range

Gathering up lost souls estranged

Rescuing them from the forest of shadows

And release them into the sunny valleys of tomorrow

Where there is light, there is colour

Where there is colour, there is energy

Where there is energy, there is life

Ivor Steven (c) December 30th 2021

Dad’s Old Writing Desk

Dad’s Old Writing Desk

Typing words on my brother’s laptop

Sitting at my dad’s old writing desk

Here I am surrounded

By a magical sea of real friends

Who are smiling at my memories

Floating on moonlit walls

Glowing above the paintings

Created by my dream-time girl

Before she departed

This mystifying world

Ivor Steven (c) December 2021

Strong Undertows, is up at Coffee House Writers Magazine

Hello dear readers and followers, as you may know, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Strong Undertows” is in this weeks edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below and visit my poem, at Coffee House Writers .

Strong Undertows

Time hears no command

The sky is our blue grandstand

Overseeing oceans and lands

As the sun warms our silent clock hands

The seasons come and go

Springtime melts the snow

Nature’s seeds germinate and grow

And our rivers of life continue to flow

Has mankind become a pantomime show?

And Forgotten to ask the owls and crows

How to fly through?

The bad years of strong undertows

Ivor Steven (c) December 2021

That Old Familiar Fireplace

The year faltered and stumbled by

After Santa’s last reindeer traveled the sky

Months of ‘covid’ blocked all roads to Rome

That prevented families from going home

When the festive season did arrive

Finally there were real hugs and high fives

Rejoicing among warm hearts and smiling faces

Standing cozily beside those old familiar fireplaces

Ivor Steven (c) December 2021

Promote Yourself Monday, December 27, 2021

Dear readers and followers, here’s a great opportunity for your writings to be read by other writers, and also to find and meet other writers. You are very welcome to participate, come along and visit our writer friendly site…..by clicking on the link at the bottom of this article >>
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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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New Windows

New Windows

The day after

Flying around this old tree

Life is slowly coming back to me

I step away from my “Itmims” sleigh

To embrace the new world

And give celebrations another whirl

With a life full of joy

My journey continues

To dance through

Lockdown’s open windows

Ivor Steven (c) December 26th 2021

Throwback Friday, Itmims, A Starry Christmas Eve, by Ivor Steven

One of my poems with me flying around in my “Itmims” space-craft … that I posted on “Go Dog Go Cafe” today .. …

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My Christmas poem from December 2018, when I was allowed to go home for Christmas after spending two months in Hospital, during which time my imagination had created my escapism space-craft– Ivor’s Time Machine In Micro Space.

, A Starry ChristmasEve

“Look, up there”, high in the night sky

“No!”, It’s not the sleigh and reindeer

What is that mysterious red space craft?

Zooming through the moon-shadow clouds

“There again”, the crowd declares

“Yes! it’s that alien shipItmims

Why tonight, when the airways are so busy?

With so many precious gifts to be delivered

“But wait”, the alien’s steering away towards the north

Ivor Steven (c) October 2018

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…

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Dear Emily

The featured imaged above is photo I took today, because coincidently, I happen to be reading a book of Emily Dickinson’s poems … and thank you to my neice Kerri, (a graphic design artist) for cleverly enhancing the image, so as to make the words legible .. (my original photo was deplorable due to bright reflections from the midday sun)

Dear Emily

Your mystical words speak to me

About yesteryear

And beyond today

Where smiles and dimples

Live within bandaged moments

Of my soul

Your book describes the universe

From Celestial lists

To below nature’s dome

Where birds and butterflies

Live within unruffled moments

Of the sky

Your worldly wisdom fills my dreams

From babbling brooks

To mountainous oceans

Where imagination flows freely

And lives within loving moments

Of my heart

Ivor Steven (c) December 2021