I Wish, I Was Green, 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 “I Wish, I Was Green”, 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/i-wish-i-was-green/

I Wish, I Was Green  

  
At 3.00 am, I wish again  
For the harsh sands of time  
To soften, after last night’s misty rain 
 

I wish, to learn something new every day  
Sometimes I did not remember what I wished for  
But I know every dawn beholds a new horizon  
  

I wish, the weathered trees themselves
Would rekindle my stolen dreams
And turn them into a forest of eternal green

I wish, my every fallen leaf
To be waiting there
At the top of my stairs









Ivor Steven ©  September 2022

Hearing Is Out of Sight, 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 “Hearing Is Out of Sight”, 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/hearing-is-out-of-sight/




Hearing Is Out of Sight


Do you peer through the blinds? 

Did you peek and wonder? 

About the empty street outside 

Why is every morning like Sunday? 

A solemn quietness amplified


Do you listen to the bells chime? 

Did you hear your silent number? 

Ring from the phone-box outside 

Is the world in a slumber? 

Waiting, forlornly mystified






Ivor Steven (c) September 2022

A Good Guide, 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 Good Guide”, 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-good-guide/

A Good Guide


Yes, the years have passed by

I by grace survived

She by grace

Left my side

I was floundering

The proverbial fish out of water

I by grace found my way

She by grace

Became my guiding star







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

Today, Beside the Sea. 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“Today, Beside the Sea”, is in this weeks edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below and visit my poem, at Coffee House Writers >> 
https://coffeehousewriters.com/today-beside-the-sea/



Today, Beside the Sea


After I left the fish tank

I lived on a nearby riverbank

Close to the connected sea

I would look beyond the ocean

Out to the dark blue horizon

As far as the eye could see


That was the ocean

That was our river

And now her river has been set free

An ebb tide that flows through me


Today beside the sea

I wait here

For tomorrow’s horizon

To set me free






Ivor Steven (c) July 2022

Endless Seams, 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“Endless Seams”, is in this weeks edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below and visit my poem, at Coffee House Writers >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/endless-seams/


Endless Seams


The stolen world of silence

Hovers above the cloudy skies

And lays below the oceans murky waves

Beyond the reach of humanities deadly violence


While the wonder of life dwells in dreams

To wander on the edges of nature’s endless seams

Of distant horizons and rainbow beams






Ivor Steven (c) June 2022

What Happened to Motherland?, 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“What Happened to Motherland”, is in this weeks edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below and visit my poem, at Coffee House Writers >>

What Happened to Motherland?



What Happened to Motherland?

In the town’s village square
Under the shady chestnut tree
I silently rested there
And thoughtfully asked the old tree
“Can you keep me safe here?
Protect me from what I cannot see”

Away from loaded guns
pointed at daughters and sons
Away from bullets and bombs
Meant for dads and moms

“Can you keep the village street free?
Like how the motherland used to be”








Ivor Steven (c) June 2022

Is The Light Our Goal?, is up at Coffee House Writers Magazine

Hello dear readers and followers, as you may know, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem“Is The Light Our Goal”, is in this weeks edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below and visit my poem, at Coffee House Writers >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/is-the-light-our-goal/



Is The Light Our Goal?

From beyond a blade of grass
I see a universe so vast
I see evening starlight’s
And I feel the morning sunlight

In the Eastern sky
I see a fading moonlight
And behind the world’s darkest clouds
I feel the glow of our brightest light

Are we worthy enough to control the light?
Is acknowledgment the only goal?
To the enlightenment of our soul

Can we decode the mystery of light?
Before we self-implode out of sight






Ivor Steven (c) May 2022

My River Flows, is up at Coffee House Writers Magazine

Hello dear readers and followers, as you may know, I now write for “Coffee House Writers” magazine on a fortnightly basis, and my poem“My River Flows”, is in this weeks edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … please click on the link below and visit my poem, at Coffee House Writers >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/my-river-flows/


My River Flows

I am emotionally torn today
Ten years since my lady was lowered away

Nostalgic memories hit me
But fears do not haunt me
Clouds of the past engulf me
But tears do not flood me

My writing desk is in disarray
I wonder
Would she approve of me today

Regretful feelings within me
But fears do not consume me
Shadows of the future scare me
But tears do not drown me

As my river of life
Flows upstream towards my wife






Ivor Steven (c) May 3rd 2022