Arousing “Itmims”

Today’s poem is one that I wrote while attending a “Writing Circle” meeting, hosted by the talented and gracious, Ali Grimshaw … If you are interested in attending one of her fabulous on-line “Zoom Sessions”, you can visit her site by clicking on this link
>> https://flashlightbatteries.blog/
Featured Image Above; my photo of my computer’s start-up screen this morning, from Windows Microsoft


Arousing “Itmims”


I hear a thunderous storm

Rumbling above

I see a chromatic sky

Illuminating my yard

I feel my romantic dreams

Arousing my Itmims* spacecraft


There ready and waiting

For time to chime in

My next mysterious rhyme

However

Time hears no commands

And silently resets her sundial’s hands

To reignite dawn’s golden strands



*Itmims: “Ivors Time Machine In Micro Space







Tullawalla is Available From;

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Ivor Steven: email, ivorrs20@gmail.com

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Ivor Steven (c) November 2022

Throwback Friday, Itmims (Ivor’s Time Machine In Micro Space), by Ivor Steven

The article I posted on “Go Dog Go Cafe” today >> https://godoggocafe.com/2022/11/18/throwback-friday-itmims-ivors-time-machine-in-micro-space-by-ivor-steven/

“Itmims” is a poem I wrote in December 2018, when I was hospital, in an ‘Isolation Room’, and Itmims space craft was my imaginative means of escaping confinement.



Itmims (Tullawalla, page 60)




Welcome aboard my bubble ship, Itmims

Come fly with me into the unknown

We shall traverse time and space

Across the borders of level seven

Beyond the boundaries of intelligence

We’ll discover the story of Tullawalla

Capture the heart of a beautiful red-head

Learn about her journey of grace and bravery

Understand the depth of your soul

Show others what happens to the heart

Find your star, your colour, your lost art

Walk deserts in space, swim the Milky-way

Breathe the air I breathe, see what I see

Feel her soft red hair, on your cheek

Step inside my Itmims, sharing love on the high seas




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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

Drumsticks

All Images: were from my visit to the ‘Writers Retreat Workshop’, held at Drydale’s Old Courthouse & Museum on Friday
The Weekend Challenge from Weekly Prompts is the word; RANDOM. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> HERE . The poem ‘Drumsticks’ is my response to the prompt Random

Drumsticks 


Thump, thump, thump 

The muffled beat of drums 

Hollow depressing throbs 

Hauntingly echo 

From behind the heavy door 

Of the jurors’ chambers 






What will their verdict be? 

The courthouse gallery is full 

Humming in anticipation 


Has the Drummer Boy’s case 

Been handled fairly? 

The alleged fatal weapons 

The Boy’s drumsticks 

Are yet to be found! 








Ivor Steven (c) October 2022

The Closing Chapter

On Saturday morning I visited the the local “Pop Up Creatives Market”. The artwork at the “Wild Woodland Warrior” stall, run by Stephanie had many excellent paintings, and I bought a intriguing print “Library of Possibilities” … we had a nice chat, she likes poetry and we had a mutual poet friend in Jeremy Palmer … and she has an exhibition running at the momont at the Analogue Academy, the venue of my book launch next Saturday November 22nd … My poem below, “The Closing Chapter” was inspired her painting in Featured Image Above





The Closing Chapter




After the first page was turned

The saga progressed slowly

Unopened books were lost

Unused words were found

New novels had to be read

The search for more

Went on, and on


Adventure volumes were added

Library expansion soared upwards

Higher than fiction could fly

Fluttering beyond

The ladder’s last rung

Where the quest for more

Was out of reach

And the tale of uncharted possibility

Remained the unfinished story

Of the closing chapter






Ivor Steven (c) October 2022


Golden Pond

This week, the Weekend Challenge from Weekly Prompts is the word: Compare. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> HERE
In my poem below I have tried to ‘Compare’ the big pond created by our recent heavy rain, with the big, big pond that the “Apollo 13” space capsule had to find in 1970, when their mission to the moon was aborted due to an on board explosion half to the moon …






Golden Pond


Last night I watched an old movie

A dramatic true story

About the Apollo 13 mission

To the moon


During the film

I could hear the pounding

Of heavy rain on my iron roof


In the morning

Despite the water-logged ground

I went for my walk

And found a muddy golden pond

Had flooded the forest floor


In ankle deep water

I stood and wondered

About the Apollo 13 astronauts

Who had failed in their quest

To walk on the moon


Despite the traumatic problems

Of the aborted journey

They miraculously managed to return safely

And land the space capsule

Upon the earth’s golden pond






Ivor Steven (c) October 2022

Above Grey Sky




Above Grey Sky 

 
 
A black curtain of cloud falls 

How dark will this hour become 

While daylight vacates the mind 


A bitter wind cuts through sound 

How silent will the hour become 

Before the black dog flies off his chain 


A bolt of lightning breaks through the sky 

How radiant will this moment become 

Before daylight reopens the cracks again 


There’s a crack in everything 

that’s how the light gets in” … Leonard Cohen (Anthem) 







Ivor Steven ©  October 2022

Gatherers

On my morning walk I took these interesting photos




Gatherers 

 
 
There! 

In the forest fringe  

Gathering among the leaves and bark 

Stood wooden knives and forks 

The forks way outnumbered the knives 


Why? 

Were the splintered knives 

On the cutting edge of extinction 


Have the forks? 

Wisely discovered the point? 

That being one of nature’s gatherers 

Is the only way to survive humanities 

Wasteful and wanton waves of settlers 






Ivor Steven (c) October 2022

“Another Yellow Door”, by C Faherty Brown, my Review

This weekend, on Weekly Prompts, the challenge word is: Review (2). Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here.
Below is my review of of C Faherty Brown’s new book “Another Yellow Door”, and you may visit her site via this link>> https://bikecolleenbrown.wordpress.com/

“Another Yellow Door”, by C Faherty Brown, my Review.
And you find Colleen’s book on Lulu Books, and also read all the other great reviews via this link >> https://www.lulu.com/shop/c-faherty-brown/another-yellow-door/paperback/product-r9jk4m.html?q=another+yellow+door&page=1&pageSize=4

“Another Yellow Door” enticingly invites you to join Bronagh on her travel log of adventure across USA, via an “off the beaten track” journey. Bronagh has converted her purpose-bought cargo van into a self-contained home on wheels, which has a distinct side opening “Yellow Door”. The door on her van proves to be like a yellow honey hive, attracting various characters who are openly curious enough to enquire about Bronagh’s fascinating van and her journey’s adventures. Bronagh is brave, but not overly confident of what she wants to achieve, or the actual purpose of her quest. She doesn’t know where she is traveling to, or why she is traveling in that direction … No Matter, jump aboard, sit in the empty passenger seat and enjoy the ride. You won’t be disappointed with where ever her journey happens to take you, and you’ll be more than enchanted with whoever she meets along the way. There were times I smiled with tears of joy and sometimes I cried tears of sadness … and overall I thoroughly enjoyed reading “another” fabulous book by C Faherty Brown

My collection of Colleen’s fabulous


I think Colleen has the same number of books as “Leonard Cohen” in my bookcase.






Ivor Steven (c) August 2022

Who’s Rowing My Boat in the Dark?

I’m reposting this poem of mine from August 2020, for two reasons. 1. The poem gives me a chance to present one of my favourite songs by Leonard Cohen. 2. I like this poem, because the piece is open for the reader to interpret my thoughts images in whatever way their feel is right for them.

Who’s Rowing My Boat in the Dark?


Am I in hibernation?

Or am I lacking inclination?

Am I awake and living?

Or just lying here dreaming?

Why do I dream so much?

Visions feel alive to touch

Half-awake, I scribble these notes

Half asleep, am I falsely afloat?

On my mystical Noah’s Ark

Have I the right to ask?

Who’s rowing my boat in the dark?

Is it Her, my brave Joan of Ark?