Trees, We Apologise To Thee

Today I’ve added another Haiku to my piece from yesterday to create a dual Haiku, I hope it doesn’t detract from the heartfelt intentions of my original Haiku, and I’ve also added another piece of glorious music by Ludovico Einaudi.  Thank you Kate, of Calmkate, for the excellent photo prompt

Haiku: Trees, We Apologise To Thee

 

Ancient trees of life

Anoint colour to the sky

Cast shadows aground

 

I, hugging a tree

I, apologise to thee

I, seek mindful peace

 

 

 

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  June 2019

Violin Strings

Hello dear readers/followers, I’ve not taken much notice, but it seems I’ve been blogging here on WordPress for TWO years…. To celebrate the occasion, I’m re-posting one of my original poems from June/July 2017…..

Violin Strings

 

I’m singing a song, all about you.

Singing words, both sincere and true.

From my heart to my soul, the veins,

They’re as tight as violin strings.

 

I needed you, to take my hand.

Take my hand, and show me the way.

Show me the way, into a formal debut.

Show me the way, into your dancing shoes.

 

I needed you, to take my dreams.

Take my dreams, and show me how to behave.

Show me the way, into your family home.

Show me the way, into your holy grail.

 

I needed you, to take my open heart.

Take my heart, and show me how to pray.

Show me the way, into your little world.

Show me the way, into your milky-way.

 

I needed you, to take my old violin.

Take my violin, and show me how to play.

Show me the way, into your harp strings.

Show me the way, into all your tunes.

 

In finality, you unpicked the strings.

And you plucked my soul.

A broken violin.

And twisted strings.

 

Ivor Steven.

The Wedding, I Wait In Anticipation

This week’s Word Prompt is ANTICIPATION.

The Wedding, I Wait In Anticipation

 

The jet-lag is really real

Yes, the fourth evening in a row

That I’ve had to go to bed early

Although I’m gradually adjusting

I’ll be back to normal by Saturday

My younger sister’s wedding day

And I’ll be reciting a poem for her

Hopefully my love for her, is expressed in these words

“Miffy And John”

” I’ve returned from distant lands

To celebrate the joining of these loving hands

Our King, knighted this man “Honest John”

We know our dad was not wrong

Our queen, bestowed this girl with kindness

We know our mum was always the best

And with their blessings from heaven

I’m proud to accept their wisdom, here on cloud seven

Wishing my gracious sister, and new brother

All the best for a glorious future together”

 

Ivor Steven (c)  2019

 

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)  2019

The Joke’s On Them, By: Brandi Carlile

“The Joke”, a song by Brandi Carlile. the lyrics(below) fascinate me, and I hope you enjoy my presentation today.

The Joke, Lyrics.

You’re feeling nervous, aren’t you, boy?
With your quiet voice and impeccable style
Don’t ever let them steal your joy
And your gentle ways, to keep ’em from running wild
They can kick dirt in your face
Dress you down, and tell you that your place
Is in the middle, when they hate the way you shine
I see you tugging on your shirt
Trying to hide inside of it and hide how much it hurts

Let ’em laugh while they can
Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind
I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends
And the joke’s on them

You get discouraged, don’t you, girl?
It’s your brother’s world for a while longer
We gotta dance with the devil on a river
To beat the stream
Call it living the dream, call it kicking the ladder
They come to kick dirt in your face
To call you weak and then displace you
After carrying your baby on your back across the desert
I saw your eyes behind your hair
And you’re looking tired, but you don’t look scared

Let ’em laugh while they can
Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind
I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends
And the joke’s on them

Let ’em laugh while they can
Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind
I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends
And the joke’s on them

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  2019

Back Home

What a difference

Twenty four hours makes

I’m back, on this other side

Of the world

I woke up dreaming

In the southern hemisphere

Feeling inside out

And upside down

I’ve gone from a warm evening

To a freezing morning

I’ve travelled in time

And I’m struggling to find my rhyme

I left my new family behind

All so generous and kind

There’s many stories to be written

About that friendly new kitchen

Now I’m having breakfast alone

But here I am, home sweet home

 

Ivor Steven (c)  2019

Really Real

Really Real 

I’m hazily awakening, from my afternoon slumber

Hearing a summer thunderstorm pounding

Wet fat drops splattering the ground

Greening the fields of Bensalem

Eyes curiously opening, I’m drifting

Floating upon a mystical cloud

In a magical mist, where faeries live

Happily dancing and prancing above my head

Gently fluttering on the edges of my cosmo

Sprinkling my body with stardust, and blowing me kisses

And granting my real dreams, reality wishes

Ivor Steven (c) 2019