Throwback Friday, I’m A Dreamer, by Ivor Steven

This is a copy of my article that I posted on “Go Dog Go Cafe” early this morning >> https://godoggocafe.com/2023/01/27/throwback-friday-im-a-dreamer-by-ivor-steven/

Lately I have been reading the poems I wrote while I was hostpital 4 years ago, recovering from 2 strokes that had occured only 7 weeks apart. Needless to say, I was down and out, and looking back through my writings during those difficut months, I am both surprised and fascinated at how I was able cope and still managed to produce so many emotion pieces from the confines of my hospital bed. Todays poem “I’m A Dreamer”, as is my way, has been slightly revised.




I’m A Dreamer (Revised)

I am here on a hospital bed, life’s not quite right

Today’s window, is out of sight

I sense that the sun did rise and the day is now alight

Answering the sky, I’m a dreamer of the night

Morning thoughts of the day ahead, within this quiet

I could be in the park, flying my orange kite

Under a cool verandah, riding my silver bike

On the surf beach, cleansing myself of this blight

Lying on warm sand, sunbathing my body beyond white

Reality strikes, I’m here waiting for the next test’s bite

Tullawalla is Available From

Jaymah Press:https://www.jaymahpress.com.au/

Ivor Steven: email, ivorrs20@gmail.com

Amazon: search via, ‘Tullawalla by Ivor Steven’


AND
Perceptions is Now Available via:

Jaymah Press: https://www.jaymahpress.com.au/

Lulu Books: https://www.lulu.com/shop/ivor-steven-and-derrick-knight/perceptions/hardcover/product-2pwqe4.html?q=Perceptions+by+Ivor+Steven&page=1&pageSize=4

OR: email me directly for a signed copy – ivorrs20@gmail.com

Ivor Steven (c) January 2023

Words (an Acrostic Poem)

Words (an Acrostic Poem) 


 
 
Wandering along this winding road 

Over hallowed hills carrying my ethereal load 

Rivers of tears overflowed into the sea 

Disheartened, but encouraged by the prevailing breeze 

Secretly, I keep sailing toward her sacred tree 

Tullawalla is Available From

Jaymah Press:https://www.jaymahpress.com.au/

Ivor Steven: email, ivorrs20@gmail.com

Amazon: search via, ‘Tullawalla by Ivor Steven’


AND
Perceptions is Now Available via:

Jaymah Press: https://www.jaymahpress.com.au/

Lulu Books: https://www.lulu.com/shop/ivor-steven-and-derrick-knight/perceptions/hardcover/product-2pwqe4.html?q=Perceptions+by+Ivor+Steven&page=1&pageSize=4

OR: email me directly for a signed copy – ivorrs20@gmail.com



Ivor Steven (c) January 2023

Clear Blue Jar

A poem I originally wrote back in January 2018



Clear Blue Jar

Laying here looking above

Staring toward the sky

Wondering why

Why is our sky blue?

How do we perceive hues? 

And why say “feeling blue”

When it’s not true 

The blue I see

Is no one’s fool 

So why fool with me 

Seeing every new face 

Has your forever smile 

Yours on every dial 

Like yesterday’s last mile 

Doing your time in style 

Smiling faces, new and old alike 

Beaming, even from afar

Smiling at my new life

My life in a clear blue jar

 

Featured Image:  Taken of the clear blue sky, using a Samsung Galaxy S5.

Tullawalla is Available From

Jaymah Press:https://www.jaymahpress.com.au/

Ivor Steven: email, ivorrs20@gmail.com

Amazon: search via, ‘Tullawalla by Ivor Steven’


AND
Perceptions is Now Available via:

Jaymah Press: https://www.jaymahpress.com.au/

Lulu Books: https://www.lulu.com/shop/ivor-steven-and-derrick-knight/perceptions/hardcover/product-2pwqe4.html?q=Perceptions+by+Ivor+Steven&page=1&pageSize=4

OR: email me directly for a signed copy – ivorrs20@gmail.com

Ivor Steven (c). December 2022

I’m Home

A poem I wrote in February 2019


I’m Home

I’m not quite on song
Home’s where I belong
Humming ballad songs
I’m going out, right or wrong

I’ve made up my mind
Even though life’s unkind
We only live once
And this is my dance

Dreams are living on
Life shouldn’t be postponed
Realities push and thrive
My future is still alive

She’ll gently take my hand
And show me the distant lands

Tullawalla is Available From

Jaymah Press:https://www.jaymahpress.com.au/

Ivor Steven: email, ivorrs20@gmail.com

Amazon: search via, ‘Tullawalla by Ivor Steven’


AND
Perceptions is Now Available via:

Jaymah Press: https://www.jaymahpress.com.au/

Lulu Books: https://www.lulu.com/shop/ivor-steven-and-derrick-knight/perceptions/hardcover/product-2pwqe4.html?q=Perceptions+by+Ivor+Steven&page=1&pageSize=4

OR: email me directly for a signed copy – ivorrs20@gmail.com

Ivor Steven (c)  December 2022

Beyond the Sky (Prose Poetry), is in this week

Hello dear readers and followers, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Beyond the Sky (Prose Poetry)”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below and visit my poem, at Coffee House Writers.
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/beyond-the-sky-prose-poetry/

Beyond the Sky (Prose Poetry)

Today I traveled to the stars and touched the outer limits of the universe’s Milky Way. There, I opened a magical storybook that had traversed the mysteries of my bedazzled mind.
My unravelled visions were impelled by a strong solar storm originating in the Atlantic Ocean, from beyond the windswept Isle of Wight. Then within my perceptive mind. those dreams cautiously touched down on the curiously tranquil waters of Geelong’s windswept Corio Bay.

Ivor Steven (c) November 2022

Beyond the Sky

Today I have been proofreading my copy of “Perceptions”, and to break-up the tedious task of proofreading, I wrote this metaphorical poem about reading the book.

Beyond the Sky

Today I traveled to the stars

And touched the outer limits

Of the universe’s Milky Way

There, I opened a magical storybook

That had traversed the mysteries

Of my bedazzled mind

There, my unraveled visions were impelled

By a strong solar storm

Originating in the Atlantic Ocean

From beyond the windswept Isle of Wight

Then finally, my distant dreams

Cautiously touched down

On the curiously tranquil waters

Of Geelong’s windswept Corio Bay

Ivor Steven (c) November 2022

Off-white

Featured Image Above: ‘Mushrooms’ taken by Derrick Knight, and thank you to Derrick for allowing me reproduce his photos here on my poetry site.
>> https://derrickjknight.com/2022/11/02/ibsley-ford/
Special Announcement: Today I have a “Copy” of “Our” new book Perceptions for me to proofread on the weekend

Off-white

White moon and white mushrooms

White doggie and white clouds

Here my writer’s world is a chromatic lamplight

After the passing of my gracious Aphrodite

Now I dream tonight

About the earth’s broken stalactites

And how the atmosphere is turning a sickly off-white

Like a grubby plastic skylight

Now with foresight

My tethered “Itmims” craft is ready and watertight

And awaits her saviours next spaceflight




“Itmims” … Ivor’s Time Machine In Micro Space

Ivor Steven (c) November 2022

I Wish, I Was Green, is up at Coffee House Writers Magazine

Hello dear readers and followers, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “I Wish, I Was Green”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below and visit my poem, at Coffee House Writers.
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/i-wish-i-was-green/

I Wish, I Was Green  

  
At 3.00 am, I wish again  
For the harsh sands of time  
To soften, after last night’s misty rain 
 

I wish, to learn something new every day  
Sometimes I did not remember what I wished for  
But I know every dawn beholds a new horizon  
  

I wish, the weathered trees themselves
Would rekindle my stolen dreams
And turn them into a forest of eternal green

I wish, my every fallen leaf
To be waiting there
At the top of my stairs

Ivor Steven ©  September 2022

One More Spoonful

On Weekly Prompts this weekend, the challenge word Glimmer. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here And is a poem I wrote back in January, that I thought to be suitable piece for the prompt …

Hello dear readers, I had a difficult time writing this poem, as my thoughts were jumbled and confused, but eventually after toiling away, I think the piece gradually developed into something resembling my initial dreamy thoughts … And then I could not make up my mind on the title, between “A Shining” or “One More Spoonful” ..

One More Spoonful

I was reading my never ending story

about crossing the rivers of time

and climbing a mountain of dreams

then along the crest of a misty waterfall

a mysterious rainbow appeared at dawn

as a shimmering glimmer of hope

and above my unreachable horizon

there was a shining

tempting me to turn around

and resume paddling upstream

to where I could savour

a spoonful of life’s cream

Ivor Steven (c) September 2022

The Last Chicane (Revised)

“The Last Chicane” is a poem I wrote in October 2019, and this morning I reworded several lines …

The Last Chicane (Revised)


 

I have been climbing every rung 

Even the broken ones unsung 

I have played every sad song 

Even when the words were wrong 

I saw my bird fly away 

Even though her nest stays here today 

I have praised my swan’s eternal fight 

Even through her turbulent flights 

I am listening to the bells chiming 

Even above lyrics that are not rhyming 

I am beginning to flutter my wings again 

Even after missing the last chicane 

I am preparing for the next equestrian 

Even though I am a lost pedestrian 

Ivor Steven (c) September 2022