Author: Ivor Steven
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Cracks and Holes
There are cracks on the internet Is there a hole in the alphabet? There are cracks in the ground Is there a hole in the Pound? ... -
A Beetle Called Bertha
I tip-toe among the little crittersThat wriggle and flitter Along our shared grassy track They like to stop and have a chat And proudly pose for a ... -
Birds on Fences
What side of the fencedo you sit on?Birds perched on fenceslook down on the earth Birds on fences knowThe grass is not always greeneron ... -
Let Us Grow
The flowers still stand tall and strongAfter the ghastly stormNot longThey cry, before the bees do swarmAll day they hum the songConform And remain ... -
The Untouchable and Invisible World
The uncontrollable Digital World Is stuck in an unstoppable whirl Untouchable like a hot and crazy lava flow Madder than a mist and snow in ... -
On Days Like These
Missing you, like a bee and her hiveLike the sun with no skyMissing you, like the moon of last nightLike a light with no ... -
Dear Danny (an Epistolary Poem)
Dear Danny, I know your new residence is not far from here. I’m afraid “Here” happens to be the courthouse lockup. Yep! I am ... -
Every Gilded Ounce
I have given Did I ever give enough? Was there any more to give? I received Every gilded ounce Were her frayed fragments Ever enough What is enough? What is ... -
Beyond the Sky (Prose Poetry)
Today I traveled to the stars and touched the outer limits of the universe’s Milky Way. There I opened a magical storybook that traversed ... -
Moonlight Words
Have I reached the summit? Of my Mt Kosciusko Is it time to retire? To the valley below Mt Beauty Or will I remain here? Within the shadows of ...
