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.
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
“Behind every word
There’s a thought
Between every thought
There’s an emotion
Underneath the emotion
There’s a heartbeat
Below the heartbeat
There’s a soul
Within the soul
There lives love”
Ivor Steven (c) July 2020.
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.
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
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
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
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
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
Here comes one of those days
When my soul feels the light of hope within me
How could I ever forget those days
*Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me*
Now I bless the light
The spirit of those days within me
Forever your star of hope, glows so bright
Always there, shining down on me
Now I thank you for these days
The dance of glory you gave me
Remembering our world’s warm nights and joyful days
How could I forget, that blade of grass you gave me
That everlasting gift, walks with me every day
You’re in my heart every single day, believe me
*Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me* This line, is a line I’ve taken from the Ray Davies song “Days”, they are truly glorious words, and I could not write a better line to suit my poem, than this brilliant piece by Ray Davies….. so now sit back and enjoy his magnificent song…. “Days”
Ivor Steven (c) May 2020
