Author: Ivor Steven
Spring Will Never Vanish
Spring is not vanishing nor dying,Fresh grass reappears in the mossy ravine;There will always be birds in the sky. Clouds do not stop rolling ...The Tunnel of Light
On the shadowed edgeof the causeway’s secluded tunnel,I see blurry streaksof bespeckled light. Nothing is certain here –not a breath of wind in sight –only ...A Global Suntan
Flying with wings at full span,I am the world’s missionary man —delivering hand to hand,without needing to land. I’m carrying the world’s master plan:man-to-man ...Uluru, Kakadu, Kathmandu, and Xanadu
Above the trees’ shadowy view,the midday sky is royal blue,and streaky cirrus clouds from Ulurulook like a court jester’s hairdo. I see the wise ...Is My Horizon Unreachable?
I’m following an interrupted flight pathof thick, black, wiry lineswhich crisscross inside my mind,like aerial railroad tracksthat travel for miles and miles —endlessly from ...Living in the Shade
Above the Earth’s war-torn meadows,beyond this world’s dark shadowsand ghostly echoes,I wonder about life in the ghettosand the refugee’s grim grottos. Rarely will the ...Climbing Time
From below the horizon’s muted edge,where the earth softens its ledge,I begin my daily climb one broken rung at a time. It’s not that ...I’m Quietly Flying Around
Up here,with my head in the clouds,talking to myself is allowed,without hearing the maddening crowd,and I’m free to be clever and proud Then, while ...An Interview With Time
Time is impossible to tie down,and has me totally spellbound.Time wears an invisible crown,and interviewing Time — of such mystical renown —did send my ...Email Overload
There is privacy pirating and phishing.I’d rather go for a day of fishing.There’s a file especially made for spamThat stains everything like loganberry jam. ...
