Here's a poem I wrote in March 2018, two and a half years ago. In the two photos below you'll notice the addition more plants and especially this weeks planter-box in the centre under my bedroom window, where I've recently planted some Cucumber seedlings... Left-hand Image: March 2018. Right-hand Image: Today.A Tiny Piece of Mother … Continue reading Throwback Friday, A Tiny Piece of Mother Earth, and Father Time Watching On, by Ivor Steven

A few years ago, I wrote a poem about Penny Farthing Bicycles, prompted by an article in the Geelong Advertiser newspaper, about the arrival in Geelong, of eight members of the Melbourne Bicycle Club in March 1880, as per featured picture above, courtesy of the Geelong Heritage Centre Collection. Then I was chatting with my … Continue reading Throwback Friday, Where Have All the Good Times Gone, by Ivor Steven

From here in Australia, I’ve been reading the stories about Mr Trump and his having contracted the ‘Covid’ virus this week, and his subsequent “miraculous/cure” recovery…. which seemed to remind me of this poem I wrote back in October 2017Not Here nor There My time is slowly passing. Age is creeping, not lasting. I’m frail … Continue reading Throwback Friday, Not Here nor There, by Ivor Steven

Today I am presenting one of my poems from the "Fae Dreams" Anthology, being released by Fae Corps Publishing, on 31st October. The poem is a piece I wrote 2 years ago, and I'm ecstatic to have "Tower to Heaven" published in this fabulous Anthology. Here's the pre-order link for the "Fae Dreams" Anthology. > … Continue reading Throwback Friday, Tower to Heaven, by Ivor Steven

These Anthologies, produced by Fae Corps Inc Publishing, are now available for preorder: Nightmare Whispers, Vols, I, II, & IIIThis set of anthologies has been a wonderful display of creativity and talent by a wonderful group of people. You can Preorder At each of these links: http://www.books2read.com/NWTheDarknessWithin http://www.books2read.com/NWMadnessEchoes http://www.books2read.com/NWWhatRemains To all our readers, Cheers From, … Continue reading Nightmare Whispers, Vols, I, II, & III

I originally wrote this piece in 2012, and then posted it here on my WordPress site in June 2017, and in December 2017, I was fortunate enough to have this poem published by the 'Vita Brevis Magazine', and I thoroughly recommend to all my readers and followers, to visit and support this superb Poetry Magazine,  … Continue reading Throwback Friday, A Crack in the Wall, by Ivor Steven

The new Anthology, Fae Dreams, which contains “6” of my poems, is now available for pre-order, via the attached links below…The preorder/link for Fae Dreams is going to be https://books2read.com/FaeDreamsbooks2read.comAvailable now at your favorite digital store!Fae Dreams by Fae Corps Publishing (20 kB) https://youtu.be/8BglEyv5O2Y Ivor Steven (c) Sept 2020 G'day, and welcome to my blog site. My … Continue reading Fae Dreams, Anthology, by Fae Corps Inc

Here I am re-posting a poem that I had recently submitted to be published, however the piece didn’t get accepted. Maybe I'll re-submit this poem to other magazines... I personally like the poem, but as the writer it's always hard to evaluate your own words... My Sunrise I’ve walked a thousand lonely miles Looking for … Continue reading Throwback Friday, My Sunrise, by Ivor Steven

During these crazy times of lockdown and self isolation, I find myself being inundated with piles of my unfinished poems, and I sometimes feel frustrated with my lack of motivation to finish these projects. I wrote this poem 6 months ago, when this pandemic situation was starting to take hold. Funnily enough this poem seems … Continue reading Throwback Friday, Poetry In Motion, by Ivor Steven

A poem for 'our' anniversary day Flowers can a dream be drowned by a sinking crown? weighted down by old flowers and tiny violets of mysterious powercan a future be found? above the ashes and ground blown away by old flowers as tiny violets cover a crumbling bell towercan a fading light survive beyond the … Continue reading Flowers, by Ivor Steven