A Moonless Sky Goes Sailing By

Hello dear readers and followers, … yes I am still suffering from “Moonbeam Dust” in my eyes, and here is another “moon” poem of mine that I originally wrote in March 2020 …


A Moonless Sky Goes Sailing By




After your sixty five

There’s a time to live

And there’ll be a time to die

Who am I to tell a lie?

Under the moonless sky

That casts no shadow

Only a night crow

To sing for us

What’s the fuss?

We’re on the same bus

The dawn’s a plus

Without the virus





Ivor Steven (c)  March 2020

To The Moon And Back

Today’s “Weekly Prompt” Weekend Challenge is: Discovery … Please go over and visit they fabulous site by clicking >> Here Yesterday when seaching my files for an appropriate poem for my “Go Dog Go Cafe” .. Throwback Friday post, I “Discovered” that I had written numerous ‘poems’ about the “MOON” over the years … and attached today, this is one of pieces that I “DISCOVERED” during my search …

Above Photos: The award winning, Geelong Library and Art Gallery… (Looks like the moon)

To The Moon And Back


Well, say hello spring

You’re certainly flashing us your everything

A warm mild morning

Followed by midday sunshine

Then suddenly a wild storm

Lightening and heavy rain

Windy squalls, umbrella’s flying

And down the fat hail came


While the dark sky opened his jaws

I wondered if it was like this

On our faraway moon

So without further ado

I jettisoned myself there

Soaring into space

I left this human race

Just for a short time, anyways


I journeyed to the art gallery

Displaying a real moon show

Wilderness photos from yesteryears

Bold colourful impressions

From out of this world

Ancient traditional stories were also told

Old-time moon movies, on the big screen

Bold sculptures, of every shape imaginable

And a moonscape, seen through artist eyes

The wondrous afternoon escape, was my prize


Above Photos: Some friendly humans that I meet on the moon……






Below: I love this song and video  by ‘The Airbourne Toxic Event’, performing their tune “All At Once”…. enjoy




Ivor Steven (c)  September 2019

Throwback Friday, Moon Blossom(Revised), by Ivor Steven

My “Throwback Friday” article over at ‘Go Dog Go Cafe’ … and another poem about the “Moon”

Go Dog Go Café

There was a full moon last, so I thought my poem from June 2019 was an appropriate piece for this weeks ‘Throwback Friday’

Moon Blossom

The old moon knows

After a bitterly cold winter

There’s never a false spring

And Eve’s apple tree always blossoms

Then the full moon shyly shines

Casting moon-shadows upon sacred ground

And asks about the planet’s fading designs

“Where have all the ancient spirits gone”

However, the new moon remains alluring

And his moonbeams spoon our imagination

Yellow ripples shimmering across blue lagoons

Casting moon-shadows over lovers bedrooms

And love eventually conquers us all

When moon blossom ringlets gently fall

Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

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…

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Did You Hear The Full Moon Sing?

Featured Image Above:A Tree-house for Mystical Faeries”(My Title for the photo), taken by, Derrick Knight, and reproduced here with his permission, and again, thank you to Derrick for his kindness and continued support of my poems. Link for Derrick Knight’s site; > https://derrickjknight.com/author/derrickjknight/



Did You Hear The Full Moon Sing?


Yesterday, spring arrived

Last night, a full moon ignited the sky

Today, warmth arose from the earth


Everywhere I walked

Nature stood there bountiful and proud

Everywhere I looked

Nature displayed her colourful shrouds


I saw a glossy black pony

Glowing in the paddock moonlight

And a garden of purple flowers

Bouncing in the sunlight


I saw tree-house sanctuaries

Homes for mystical faeries

And hollowed out logs

Comfy beds for spiders and frogs


Tonight, nature’s mockingbird will sing a lullaby

Tomorrow, the universe will hear no lie or alibi





Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

Salt

This week the midweek challenge from “Weekly Prompts is: FAMILIARITY. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here ..
I suppose my poem today has that “Familiarity” of my words being in created in the pleasant surroundings at my ‘Box Office Cafe’



Salt


A scent of sea air drifts by

As the sun cascades into my eyes

And Spring is flowing from the sky

“My river of renewal” she decries

“Taste my salty breeze and feel alive”





Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

I Feel The Sky, (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 “I Feel The Sky”, is in this weeks edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine.  … please click on the link below and visit my poem at Coffee House Writers … and let me know what you think of my poem, and I would appreciate your support over at my new venture as a writer on CHW…
>> https://coffeehousewriters.com/i-feel-the-sky/


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I Feel The Sky
“Ivor takes us beyond quarantine and refreshes our eyes to the world around us.”


I Feel the Sky


I am creating a verse from beyond my cage

Here, surrounded by the essence of a new age

Spring blossom floating on a sea of loose pages

Soaring on the wings of yesterday’s paper darts




I was finding words in unusual places

On dirty microwave plates

Under shaggy-pile carpets

Between last night’s lonely sheets

And walking down empty streets


Inside the Box Office Cafe, I sit

Observing the world below my feet

An old wooden floor of weathered planks

And table bases made from engine cranks


On the open verandah I can feel the sky

And I write on the blank skyline

About today’s invisible freedom, before my ink runs dry





Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

Purple Vessels

Today while I was writing this poem a wondrously magical coincidence happened to to me via my Instagram Site… I received an article from a Geelong singer/songwriter, Arjuna, the her new song was up on YouTube, and the title of her brand new single is “Vessel” … and of course I have attach her music/video as my feature song below .. .. and congratulations to “SheIsAjuna” on her fabulous song.


Purple Vessels





Purple is the colour of my dreams

Flowers are the vessels of true love

The fragrant rosemary bush from Tullawalla

Represents the essence of my father’s life

And I visualize my mother’s angels

Floating above the basket of fairy lavenders

My Fragile cyclamen plant

A loving gift from Carole’s favourite carer

The delicate and everlasting drooping violet

Began growing forty-five years ago

Planted by Dad to celebrate our marriage

Annually producing our beautiful wedding flower

A purple shaped vessel of eternal love





Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

Is Our Hearing Out Of Sight?




Do you peer through the blinds?

Did you peek and wonder?

About the empty street outside

Why are mornings always like Sunday?

A solemn quietness amplified


Do you listen to the bells chime?

Did you hear a silent number?

Ring from the phone-box outside

Is the world aslumber?

Cringing mostly unjustified





Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

The World Could Be Falling Downhill

The “Weekly Prompts” Weekend Challenge is – Hillside .. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking >> Here .. And the poem below is my reponse to their prompt …



The World Could Be Falling Downhill





I was walking in yesterday’s deluge

up a steep moldy 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 like, a rocking Noah’s Ark

hawking leftover manure in the dark



Nature’s mocking the world full of old lonely hearts

And blocking this year’s already drowning restart








Ivor Steven (c) October 2021

Throwback Friday, River Of Destiny (Revised), by Ivor Steven


Yet again the “reblog button” did not work for me today, so I have copied and pasted my article here from my “Go Dog Go Cafe” post, and you may visit there by clicking on this link >> http://godoggocafe.com/2021/10/15/throwback-friday-river-of-destiny-by-ivor-steven/”
I wrote the original version of this poem back in December 2017, and here I am presenting a revised edition that I wrote today

River Of Destiny (Revised)




I am going to see a lady of Wizardry

In the grey house of mystery

Over the bridge, strong and earthy

To find my path to bravery

Not to be judged lightly

But to be cured internally

I do bow to a Queen, so ghostly

In the castle of stone, so empty

On the edge of the Red Sea

To find my way eventually

Not to be forlorn and angry

But to face friends and foe calmly

Searching for life’s secret duty

In the distant Abbey, so eerie

Beyond the boundaries, down along the valley

To find my river of destiny

Not to be trialed for my insanity

But to be unveiled for my humanity





Ivor Steven (c) October 2021