Autumn has been dry and warm
And the earth remains cracked
Providing cosy homes for the field critters
The brown crickets are thriving
And hopping along shared tracks
Innocently dancing there
Beyond the murdering arms of war
Mushrooms are sprouting on the verges
Stoically poised on stumpy stems
Under sheltering white caps
Nature’s nutritional ground fruit
Innocently standing there
Beyond the murdering arms of war
Ivor Steven (c) April 2022
An incredibly poignant and heartfelt song … please have a listen and read the lyrics if you are able too … A big thank you to Dwight Roth for introducing me to this important and glorious song …
Tom Paxton and John McCutcheon have written a heartfelt, stirring song, “Ukrainian Now”, that touches us all. Noel Paul Stookey edited this beautiful video that includes Peter Yarrow, Bill Miller, Tret Fure, Holly Near, Joe Jencks, Emma’s Revolution, Rebel Voices, Crys Matthews, Carrie Newcomer and Christine Lavin singing with them.
Many of these folks are living shadows from my past! They came out of the Folk Revival of the 1960s and have been speaking through their music and lyrics ever since that time. This is poetry in song! This is a beautiful heartfelt song!
Hello dear readers and follows, I’m proud to announce that over on Spillwords Press, that my Spotlight On Writers interview with Spillwords in April has been Nominated for “Publiacation of The Month for April” … So eat humble pie guys … and get your VOTING CARDS out again, and if you wish, you can Vote for me via this Spillwords Link: https://spillwords.com/vote/
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Ivor Steven (c) April 2022
There is a greyness filling the sky
Made up of sick tongues and lies
Death and destruction in a dirty disguise
Enquiries from worldwide continue to ask why
So many innocent people must die
While fleeing the greyest of Eastern skies
Ivor Steven (c) April 2022
Ten years ago today, it was the “Time” that I made a “heart stopping decision”
Did Your Heart Stop Too?
Did you cry too?
When the doctors told you
She was not going to recover
Did they ask you too?
About what you already knew
It was time
To flick the switch
And dim her light
Did your heart stop too?
Knowing
You had emptied her shoes
Did you sleep there too?
During those infinite days of blue
Softly holding her hand
And not letting go
Did you weep too?
Blankly alone
In her full room
Waiting
For her last silent breath
Ivor Steven (c) April 27th 2022
Hello dear readers and followers, as you may know, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Day One”, is in this weeks edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below and visit my poem, at Coffee House Writers >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/day-one/
Day One
Before Day One
I wished upon a star
That the milk-bar
Was not too far away
My life’s bread was crumbling
My weathered hands were funmbling
Witnessing the last supper was humbling
Day One
There, beyond the darkness
Out in the universe
From a million light-years away
Under an alien’s microscopic frame
We would all look the same
After Day One
I wished for the dust to settle
Then waited for rusted gunmetal
To mature into household kettles
Whistling hallelujah to new sunflower petals
Ivor Steven (c) April 2022
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.
If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.
A cold morning dew
The Sun filters through torn blinds
My alarm’s on snooze
Ivor Steven April 2022
I am ecstatic that during this month of personal remembrance for me, to have my special poem/Tanka, “Rivers of Love” published at Spillwords Magazine today, and I am very grateful to the editor Dagmara for accepting my piece .. Pease go and visit my poem at Spillwords and if you wish, leave a 💗 for my article, by clicking on this link >> https://spillwords.com/rivers-of-love/
Rivers Of Love (a Tanka, with an introduction quote)
Written by, Ivor Steven
“How many rivers of tears must I cry. Before all the deepest wells run dry” …Ivor Steven, May 2012
The hail’s coldness stings
An old wind pierces my eyes
As yesterdays tears
Etch raw ravines in my cheeks
Her rivers of love run deep
Ivor Steven (c) April 2022
Over on “Go Dog Go Cafe’s, Throwback Friday”, I am presenting a nostalgic and dreamy poem that I wrote in April 2018
Today I am presenting a nostalgic and dreamy poem that I wrote in April 2018.
Her Secret Key.
Do I stay, end up in a geriatric room
or do I fly away to the moon
Live in a cottage by the sea
surrounded by mountains and palm trees
I’ve hundreds of dreams to do
I could take a lady friend too
Marry and honeymoon at Niagara Falls
travel to China and walk the wall
See the sights at our National Park, Kakadu
take a spiritual tour of Kathmandu
Cruise the beautiful European rivers
or just globe-trot anywhere I please
What does the future hold for me
I’d like to keep healthy and carefree
Writing poetry like the muse Melpomene
reciting to the world, about her secret key
Ivor Steven (c) Easter 2020
G’day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I’m…
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