A the moment, during another Lockdown situation, I have been reading a book of W.B Yeats poems, called "W. B. Yeats Selected Poems", which is published by 'Penguin Classics' , and I have scanned this poem "Men Improve with the Years" from the book for you to enjoy too. A poem W. B. Yeats wrote … Continue reading Throwback Friday, a Poem by W.B Yeats

'Morning Whispers' is a poem I wrote from under the shelter of my courtyard verandah, back in June (winter) 2018 .. Morning Whispers whistling palms visions of calm looking up and over my verandah roof above, neighbouring windbreak trellis through the whispering a drooping willow tree sheltered aside by dark-green cypress pines beyond their leaf's … Continue reading Throwback Friday, Morning Whispers, by Ivor Steven

My poem ‘Water-logged Boots, was published at FREE VERSE REVOLUTION, in November 2019, and thank you to the editor Kristiana for her kind consideration of my piece… Water-logged Boots Yes, I am small in this overburdened world But I flutter freely when unfurled I could be a family picture collage Or a tiny squirrel amongst … Continue reading Throwback Friday, Waterlogged Boots, by Ivor Steven

During the last 2 weeks I have posted a few poems about the futility of war ... I’m not very accomplished at writing about the wars of the world, I get far too angry and confused to write something sensible, but this is a poem I wrote about my recollections of the "Gulf War" in … Continue reading Throwback Friday, Return the Bullets, by Ivor Steven

Today I am presenting a poem from August 2017, just 2 months after I began blogging on WordPress .. My Door's Firmly Shut Early Friday morning At my desk Writing in pencil The inks frozen No joke Send the firewood Light up my heart With warm soulful words Give my fingers a start Knuckles are … Continue reading Throwback Friday, My Door’s Firmly Shut, by Ivor Steven

Memory Rain I’ve made a few little changes to this poem, I originally posted August 24th 2017, I think my updated version added some softness to my poem.Memory Rain Every time I opened our photo album I saw her personal emblem Every time I turned about-face I felt pain and soft rain again Every time … Continue reading Throwback Friday, Memory Rain, by Ivor Steven

Today's poem is one I origanally wrote in the Autumn of 2018, and here I have made a few word changes, but without altering the calm aura of the moment... A Writers Aviary (Revised) A cool autumn morn Another new dawn I am refreshed, I am alive I roll myself over Onto my tummy Elbows … Continue reading Throwback Friday, A Writers Aviary (Revised), by Ivor Steven

A WORLD APART, SIDE BY SIDE IN HEART March 29, 2021, by Kerri Costello It has been a REALLY long time since I have written anything here, but I figured what better time than now. Tomorrow, my Aussie Uncle Ivor’s book, Tullawalla, will be released which includes illustrations of mine!! Actually, since he’s in Australia, the … Continue reading An Article by my niece Kerri Costello, Forwarded by Ivor Steven.

I am thrilled to announce the publication of my poem ‘Who Hears Me’ at Spillwords Press today, and would like to thank the team at Spillwords for their continued support of my poems. Please go and visit their fabulous magazine, by clicking on this link >> https://spillwords.com/who-hears-me/ and maybe click-on the like 🤍 button for me.. Who … Continue reading “Who Hears Me”, by Ivor Steven, up at Spillwords

Today I am presenting at poem I wrote 12 years ago..... when I was feeling guilty about my capabilities as a carer. I’m posting here, and thinking someone in a similar situation may read these words. Please do not feel guilty or inadequate, you’re not failing, and there’s really only so much that is possible. … Continue reading Throwback Friday, Sorry for You, by Ivor Steven