Throwback Friday, I’m A Dreamer, by Ivor Steven

January 27, 2023 / ivor20 / 16 Comments

Lately I have been reading the poems I wrote while I was hostpital 4 years ago, recovering from 2 strokes that had occured only 7 weeks apart. Needless to say, I was down and out, and looking back through my writings during those difficut months, I am both surprised and fascinated at how I was … Continue reading Throwback Friday, I’m A Dreamer, by Ivor Steven

Throwback Friday, There’s a Penguin In My Courtyard, by Ivor Steven

January 13, 2023 / ivor20 / 8 Comments

Today I was prompted to revise my poem from June 2020, because I had just received a lovely hand-designed "Penguin Christmas Card" from my Philadelphia cousin. There’s a Penguin In My Courtyard (Revised) my courtyards a frozen pond cold enough for a penguin shards of ice lay upon the ground and a crisp sharpness cuts … Continue reading Throwback Friday, There’s a Penguin In My Courtyard, by Ivor Steven

Throwback Friday, Co-existing, by Ivor Steven

January 6, 2023 / ivor20 / 4 Comments

A poem I wrote back in April 2019, just before I wss about to fly to the other side of the world, New York and Philadelphia. Co-Existing On a starry Autumn night Lying under the cosmic sky I see a universe beyond The galaxy’s milky way With unnumbered orbiting planets Astronomer’s clearly hearing their sound … Continue reading Throwback Friday, Co-existing, by Ivor Steven

Throwback Friday, Odds and Ends – The Ancient Tree, by Ivor Steven

December 30, 2022December 30, 2022 / ivor20 / 5 Comments

There’s plenty of curiosity in these “odds and ends” pieces of poetry that I have compiled in my files, and this one I put together in January 2019. They were “verse comments” that I had made to some of my WordPress readers, about their posts at the time. I’ve not written one these for a while, and I’ve enough … Continue reading Throwback Friday, Odds and Ends – The Ancient Tree, by Ivor Steven

Throwback Friday – Forlorn – Eugenia

September 9, 2022September 8, 2022 / Eugenia / 19 Comments

a flickering candle seduced dancing shadows that menace the moonlight upon cracked-plaster walls, a community of spidery abodes, their silken threads glimmer as the night moves. this old house creaks, its grand days succumbed to the harshness of yesteryear. faded photos silenced bear witness to graying shades of existence. no matter the season, I reminisce … Continue reading Throwback Friday – Forlorn – Eugenia