Flowers For the Poet

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Flowers for the Poet



On the wings of a dove

Hope glides in with love

As pure as a floating lotus

There rests flowers for the poet

This is who I am

This is what I do

I hear white ocean sounds

I see bright blue skies

And I smell the red roses

I watch the busy bees

And I climb our life-giving trees

Where the universe sings to me from above

There is nothing standing in the way

To stop the softening flow of love





Ivor Steven (c) Feb 2021


Above The Surface


Inside my creative head

Blooms my minds flowerbed

Nurturing stories not to be misread



I see a pot of sapphire dust and water

The old wizard’s wondrous recipe

And drop by drop the magic potion

Rises beyond a soothing lotion



Above the cloudy clouds cotton wool

My empty sails are only half full

And my mystical galleon ship is drifting

Upon a pool of uncharted writings

Becalmed, I’m listening to a romantic viola

And waiting for a guiding tow from her golden gondola





Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2020.

A Welcoming Smile

My featured image above is my response to “The Colouring With B Challenge”           (couchtalksblog.wordpress.com ), which is all about embracing creativity and allowing the imagination to go wild. And on a wet and cold Sunday afternoon here in Geelong, this 69 year-old guy was happily doing the “Colouring-in Challenge”, and with my music playing in the background, my mind quickly began drifting into pleasant thoughts…. and I was soon prompted into creating a poem. And with a special thank you to Brandi, here’s my poem

 

A Welcoming Smile

 

I fondly recall our blind date

That night I met you

When I gingerly knocked on your door

But I didn’t have to wait long

And there you were smiling at me

A welcoming smile, I shall never forget

Then shyly I introduce myself

And after a second bashful glance

I noticed your beautiful red hair

I offered my arm for a handshake

However you gracefully stepped forward

Graciously sliding your arm neatly under mine

And I saw your eyes sparkling with charm

I finally relaxed and smiled approvingly

Then you happily said, “Lets go and have good time”

A fairy tale beginning to our lifetime of love

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  August 2020

My Guiding Light

My Guiding Light

Five years have gone bye

But who counts stars in the sky

Or the passing blue moons

Waving shadows upon blue lagoons

A waterfall’s pool of liquid joy

Shimmering memories, of when I was a boy

I shiver from yesteryear’s leftover rains

And there’ll always be a deep river in my veins

Dad, you were a brother and best mate too

And your ever-loving spirit guides me through

Ivor Steven (c) July 2020.

Lost In Space

Above, my bedroom space this morning….I’m also linking this poem to “Fae Corps Inc” for their ‘Indie Wednesday’ article, and you may visit their creative site by clicking >Here

 

Lost In Space

 

I’m leaving this land of lost grace

And flying off into space

It’s time to run-away

My airship left yesterday

 

Love is a stowaway in the heart

And love needs a head start

Somewhere in this universe

There’s love in the shepherd’s purse

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  June 2020

 

Dragons And Faeries

Dragons And Faeries

 

My dragon flew me to New York

His scaly tail was singed

By the stoic statue’s torch

As we were landing, upon Central Park

And in the city’s mystical forest I stood

Amongst strawberry fields and woods

Atop the plaque of my dreams

I imagined, how life should’ve been

 

My naked soul, a vision unseen

I have a dream, like John’s world

Togetherness, love pristine

The apple uneaten

And the snake shyly beaten

I see peace, within evil’s tiredness

Burnt-out flames, of the devil’s nakedness

Leaving us life’s, leftover ashes

Then the peace dove shall arise from the ruins

And the lost faeries, will return as humans

 

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  May 2019

 

 

Togetherness

 

Togetherness

 

I remember

Bringing you two into my house

And quietly I sat with you

Upon my courtyard bench

You were both

Dry and lifeless

 

I diligently prepared your beds

And gently tucked you two in

Wishing you a bright and prosperous future

With care and love

Under my watchful eye

Together you flourished and adorned my home

And together your arms reached out

Embracing each other

Now here together

We live together as one

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  May 2020

 

A Violet, and A Blade Of Grass(today)

 

A Violet and A Blade Of Grass

 

Years ago I met a pretty young lady

With hair the colour of autumn leaves

I liked her, and she liked me

And our courtship flourished rapidly

One day we were walking down by the river

Where I casually paused to pick a flower

And I gently placed the violet in her hair

She fondly smiled, and said quietly

“Open your hand, I’ve a gift for you too”

Upon my palm she tenderly placed a blade of grass

“There, that is to signify my eternal love for you”

I blushed and smile, and said proudly

“As mother nature is my witness, I love you”

“And thank you, for this blade of grass”

“I shall treasure your kindness forever”

My heart was pounding, as I steadily took her hand

And uttered the words, “Would you like to marry me”

 

Shine On, Shine On..

Her distant star shines
Walking down by the river
My life’s always fine………..

 

**You may view my poem “It’s Just A Little Dream”, by clicking onto this link >> https://ivors20.wordpress.com/2017/12/18/its-just-a-little-dream-2/

 

Ivor Steven (c)  May 3rd 2020

 

 

 

A Violet and A Blade Of Grass

It’s Saturday and the start of the month, and on “Weekly Prompts” their monthly colour challenge is:  Razzmatazz!, Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >HERE. Below is my response to their prompt…

 

A Violet and A Blade Of Grass

 

Years ago I met a pretty young lady

With hair the colour of autumn leaves

I liked her, and she liked me

And our courtship flourished rapidly

One day we were walking down by the river

Where I casually paused to pick a flower

And I gently placed the violet in her hair

She fondly smiled, and said quietly

“Open your hand, I’ve a gift for you too”

Upon my palm she tenderly placed a blade of grass

“There, that is to signify my eternal love for you”

I blushed and smile, and said proudly

“As mother nature is my witness, I love you”

“And thank you, for this blade of grass”

“I shall treasure your kindness forever”

My heart was pounding, as I steadily took her hand

And uttered the words, “Would you like to marry me”

 

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  May 3rd 2020