Promote Yourself Monday, August 31, 2020

Dear readers and followers, here’s a great opportunity for your writings to be read by other writers, and also to find and meet other writers. You are very welcome to participate, come along and visit our writer friendly site…..

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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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Memoirs of Ivor Steven

A big thank you to Barbara Leonhard, for her excellent ‘podcast’, and I must say I became quite emotional, it was both fascinating and very moving to hear my poems being narrated by Barbara.

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I have uploaded an episode featuring Ivor Steven to my poetry podcast, Poetry: The Memoir of the Soul. You can access it here.

https://meelosmom.podbean.com/e/memoirs-of-ivor-steven/

In this episode, I feature the memoirs of Ivor Steven, who writes of his loss of his wife to Multiple Sclerosis. His poems reveal raw and touching grief.

Ivor Stevenformerly worked as anindustrial chemist and a plumber. He is now retired. He has had numerous poems published in on-line magazines such as Vita Brevis, Spillwords, Drabble, Wolff Poetry Journal, Festival of Poetry, Slasher Monster Magazine, and Fae Corps Publishing. Recently he was appointed to the “Go Dog Go Café” magazine’s website teamof Baristas. He is also an active member of the Geelong Writers Inc. and many of his poems are published in their anthologies. He started writing 19 years ago to help with his recovery from a stroke. During this time, and for the 30 years…

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Then What? (Political Satire)

Here Dwight has compiled some outrageous questions, all containing some truth, and he gives us plenty to think about!

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When distasteful statues of heritage are gone

and the founding fathers permanently buried

and our country’s history erased // then what?

When the constitution is rewritten

and modified and amendments deleted

in the name of progress // then what?

When the drive of capitalism is sedated

and wealth redistributed to those who have never worked

and banks replaced by government 666 chips // then what?

When everyone is forced into political correctness

and all the “I’m sorry people” are reconditioned

to all think alike // then what?

When “swords are beaten into plowshares”

and all the guns are recycled to a few

who keep the disgruntled in line // then what?

When religions are squelched for deviant thinking

and non compliance revives the “burning at the stake”

and “God is Dead” // then what?

When anarchy and revolution turns into an Orwellian nightmare

and Big Brother/Sister monitors and controls everything…

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Promote Yourself Monday, July 13, 2020

Hello, I’m hoping everyone is managing to stay healthy and safe. Dear readers and followers, here’s a great opportunity for your writings to be read by other writers, and also to find and meet other writers. You are very welcome to participate, come along and visit our writer friendly site…..

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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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Throwback Friday, It’s Time, by Ivor Steven

I’ve posted this older poem, called “It’s Time” up at ‘Go Dog Go Cafe’s’ Throwback Friday segment..

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I wrote the original of this poem a long time ago, but I presented the piece on my blog site on July 2017…. I’ve submitted the poem a couple of times for publication, but alas the piece has yet to be published… maybe ‘it’s time’ to give this poem another try…

It’s Time


We’ll miss you

Mother Earth

Your splendour

And imposing style

From forest canopy’s

To the desert Nile

New creations

Beauty, gone

We’ll lose you

Father Time

Your rhythm

And stoic guile

From ancient history

To the future files

New millennia

Awaiting, gone

Ivor Steven (c)  July 2017

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 personal thoughts, throughout and beyond…

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Birds On Wires

Here on the edge of lower earth

Beyond the urban concrete girth

Withering trees are trying to grow

Reaching for that mystical power flow

Hungering for energy from contaminated ground

Not the airwaves of false sonic sound

Man-made arrows cluttering  the sky

Unnatural webs soaring high

Bird snatching wires

Hanging on cold steal spires

Carriers of these modern times

The pulse of humanities crimes

Ivor Steven (c) July 2020

Promote Yourself Monday, July 6, 2020

Dear readers and followers, here’s a great opportunity for your writings to be read by other writers, and also to find and meet other writers. You are very welcome to participate, come along and visit our writer friendly site…..

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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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A Chalice of Champagne, by Ivor Steven

My poem “A Chalice of Champagne”, is up ‘Red Wolf Journal’ and thank you to the editor, Irene, for publishing my poem in their wonderful magazine, and I’m thrilled with their kind consideration of my “Journeying” piece….

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A Chalice of Champagne
by Ivor Steven

Once upon a time
In the days of rhyme
When learning to climb
I saw my neon sign
Slowly die by design

An angel’s teardrop fell
Ringing the church bell
And filling my empty well
From the tower of song, I wanted to yell
But life doesn’t let you dwell

During the monsoon rains
I trekked over flooded plains
Avoiding delta swamps of pain
Scaling the same old mountain again
Searching for that chalice of champagne

Ivor Steven was formerly an Industrial Chemist, then a Plumber, and has been writing poetry for 19 years. He has had numerous poems published in on-line magazines. He is an active member of the Geelong Writers Inc.(Australia), and is a team member/barista with the on-line magazine Go Dog Go Cafe (America).

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Promote Yourself Monday, June 29, 2020

Dear readers and followers, here’s a great opportunity for your writings to be read by other writers, and also to find and meet other writers. You are very welcome to participate, come along and visit our writer friendly site…..

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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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Throwback Friday, If Only Walls Could Talk, by Ivor Steven

I republished this old poem of mine ”If Only Walls Could Talk” in ‘Go Dog Go Cafe’, Throwback Friday’s segment

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Here’s a poem I wrote in August 2018, and during these present days of isolation, the words seem appropriate enough for me to republish them here today…

If Only Walls Could Talk

It’s true you know

Walls can talk

So I’ve been told

By a beautiful rose

You’ll have to listen

Listen very closely

Put your ears against the wall

Use a stethoscope if you must

Listen to the wooden heart

Standing proud and tall

A rough soul, rendered smooth

Layers of paint, every hue

Covering up dusty memories

Of hearts lost, through years of cavities

Like the old Wailing Wall

You’re walking along a history hall

Your secrets, one and all

They’ve heard every gasp

Your children’s moans

And your lover’s groans

Ivor Steven (c)

Special thanks my friend Rose, https://poetrummager.org/ ,  for being my the inspiration to write this poem, after a recent conversation we had, and mentioning…

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