Category: Nature

a worrying time






a worrying time




sometimes

feeling homely and mellow

other-times

lonely and hollow


sometimes

looking tall and green

other-times

small and unseen


sometimes

sounding sacred and relaxed

other-times

wasted and axed


nature’s forests

living wonders to enjoy

not an oppressor to destroy






Ivor Steven (c) September 2022

Throwback Friday, My Broken Mast, by Ivor Steven

Presenting another poem from my new book “Tullawalla”

Go Dog Go Café

I wrote “My Broken Mast” in January 2020, and the poem appears in my new book “Tullawalla”

My Broken Mast

Yesterday, a sudden stormy gale

Ripped through my leafy sail

And tore my oldest branch down

Crashing onto the ground

Leaving my main mast, hurtfully marred

A long open wound, and I’m painfully scarred

Mother, will dry my weeping tears

And I’ll recover to live another thirty years

Fatefully, my debris fell safely

All my owner’s guests escaped injury

And I left their ship damage free

Tomorrow they’ll clear my messy sea

Then rest under the shade of me

Ivor Steven (c) January 2020

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G’day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I’m an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those…

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Our Weeping Forest (a Haiku)

Thank you to Ryan Stone for being the source of my inspiration behind the words in this Haiku. Visit Ryan’s fabulous site via this link >> https://daysofstone.wordpress.com


Our Weeping Forest (a Haiku)


Who is listening? 

Within the weeping forest 

On the edge of time 






Ivor Steven ©  August 2022

Spring’s Renewal

Hi dear readers, I’ve found another poem that is in my files, but does not appear on my Website … now I am wondering what happened to my website entries between the 16th and 19th of October last year … it’s a mystery to me??




Spring’s Renewal


Spring has sprung again

With a burst of sunshine

Between old storm clouds and new rain

While life’s decor is being redesigned


Winter’s open wounds

Are washed clean

Last year’s fragile blooms

Are due back on the scene






Ivor Steven (c) August 2022

The World Could Be Falling Down

Here is a poem that is in my files, but does not appear on my Website, maybe I deleted the post accidentally …


The World Could Be Falling Down




I was walking in yesterday’s deluge

up a steep holy hillside

talking to my fading shadow

that was stalking deep puddles

while I was balking today’s thunderbolts




my knees were knocking in fright

and my hips were rocking like Noah’s Ark

while shovelling leftover manure in the dark




nature’s mocking the world full of old lonely hearts

and blocking the future’s already drowning restart






Ivor Steven (c) August 2022

A Welcoming Roar, 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“A Weloming Roar”, 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/a-welcoming-roar/

And I’m proud to announce that “A Welcoming Roar” was ‘Shortlisted’ in the Positive Word’s 2022 Annual Competion.
>> https://positivewordsmagazine.wordpress.com/2022/07/04/positive-words-short-story-poetry-competition-2022-results/



A Welcoming Roar




In every second there is a moment 

In every moment there is a heartbeat 

Within every heartbeat the next moment lives


 

Lava comes and goes 

As our world 

Continues to flow 

There is a soft edge

To every hard stone


All the world is green

Along my soul’s causeway 

The trees rustling voices

Are nature’s welcoming roar






Ivor Steven (c) August 2022