Promote Yourself Monday, October 21, 2019

A happy Monday to my dear readers. Come join in the fun at The Go Dog Go Cafe’s free event – Promote Yourself Monday! Come share one of your best poems/pieces with over 5,000 patrons. Show off your work and tempt them to follow you?

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Promote yourself Mon

Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday.  All Go Dog Go Cafe community members are invited to post one link to one specific piece of their writing (600 words or less please!) they have published on their blog, Facebook page, or Instagram feed into the comments section below.

If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.

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White Pony

Feature Image Above: A sincere thank you to Derrick, of  https://derrickjknight.com  , for allowing me to use this stunning photograph from his wonderful site, of a white/grey horse ambling in the woods. As soon as I saw the photo scene, the eloquent horse immediately captured my eye…

White Pony

 

If I were to be reincarnated

I’m sure I’d be a tall white pony

A flashy show jumping horse

Who knows his arduous course

Hurdling coloured bars

And clearing hard brush fences

 

A swimmer, I’ve always been

So the perilous water hazard

Would be a simple breeze

A shadow passed over, with ease

As my reflection in the pond

Magically vanished under my riders wand

 

Turning sharply on the pitch

Nearing the finishing stretch

I see more obstacles ahead

The doubles and triples, I dread

Without fear, forward I bound

Up, over and gliding down

My red-haired rider, she’s blushing and proud

Hearing loud applause, we bow to the crowd

 

Explanation: The song I’ve attached below, is from Nick Cave’s new album “Ghosteen”, which was released last week, and then coincidently this track “Bright Horses”, I was listening to at the same time as I was reading/viewing Derrick’s article, with the the white horse in the woods. Hence I was inspired by both of these powerful impressions to write this dreamlike fantasy poem.

Ivor Steven (c) October 2019

Promote Yourself Monday, October 14, 2019

Dear Readers, come and join me at “Go Dog Go Cafe’s”, Promote Yourself Monday

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Promote yourself Mon

Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday.  All Go Dog Go Cafe community members are invited to post one link to one specific piece of their writing (600 words or less please!) they have published on their blog, Facebook page, or Instagram feed into the comments section below.

If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.

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Welcome Our New Barista: Ivor Steven

G’day dear readers, today I’m reblogging this article, my introduction as a new Barista/writer for the Go Dog Go Cafe team. I’m honoured and thrilled to have been appointed as member to this wonderful group of writers, at Go Dog Go Cafe. You are all welcome to go and visit their fabulous website for writers…

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The Baristas were thrilled at the diverse and talented group who submitted applications to be a new Barista at the Go Dog Go Cafe.  We will be introducing them to you one at a time so you can get to know them and their writing better.   This week we introduce you to Ivor.

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Ivor Steven is a part-time plumber, a former industrial chemist, and now likes to call himself a plumber/poet. He has had several of his poems published. He started writing eighteen years ago, after suffering a stroke, to help with his rehabilitation process. In December 2018, Ivor suffered another two strokes, and has again recovered, to continue writing his poetry, and is an active member of the Geelong Writers Inc. Victoria, Australia

Read more of his writing at Ivor.Plumber/Poet

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Houston

Hello dear readers, I feel privileged to present a Robert Okaji poem here on my site….His brilliant poem “Houston” is about Hurricane Harvey, of August 2017. I think his words are superbly poignant and powerful…

O at the Edges

 

 

Houston

The difference in street and river.
Of sanctity and dreams, bones and water.
He offers prayer and thought, but no refuge.
The bruised sky continues weeping.
Frightened, the dog paces her narrow island.
Tents flap in the rooftop breeze.
I sit in comfort, watch the screen,
flowers, like gravestones, lining the walls.

“Houston” was first published at The Green Light in April 2019. Many thanks to editors Caitlin and Ash for taking this piece!

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