Frederick William (FW) Harvey

(26 March 1888 – 13 February 1957 / Hartpury, Gloucestershire)

Frederick William (FW) Harvey Poems

1. The Bond 4/2/2012
2. To The Old Year 4/2/2012
3. To R.E.K. 4/2/2012
4. Ballad Of Army Pay 4/2/2012
5. To The Unknown Nurse 4/2/2012
6. Autumn In Prison 4/2/2012
7. The Hateful Road 4/2/2012
8. What We Think Of 4/2/2012
9. Christmas In Prison 4/2/2012
10. Sonnet 4/2/2012
11. To You, Unsung 4/2/2012
12. A Christmas Wish 4/2/2012
13. Loneliness 4/2/2012
14. The Oldest Inhabitant Hears Far Off The Drums Of Death 4/2/2012
15. A Rondel Of Gloucestershire 4/2/2012
16. Ballade 4/2/2012
17. Warning 4/2/2012
18. Solitary Confinement 4/2/2012
19. In Flanders 4/2/2012
20. The Bugler 1/3/2003
21. Ducks 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Frederick William (FW) Harvey

Ducks

(To E.M., Who drew them in Holzminden Prison)

I

From troubles of the world I turn to ducks,
Beautiful comical things
Sleeping or curled
Their heads beneath white wings
By water cool,
Or finding curious things
To eat in various mucks
Beneath the pool,
Tails uppermost, or waddling
Sailor-like on the shores
Of ponds, or paddling
- Left! Right! - with fanlike feet
Which are for steady oars
When they (white galleys) float
Each bird a boat
Rippling at will the sweet
Wide waterway ...
When night is fallen you ...

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Warning

A man there was, a gentle soul,
Of mild enquiring mind,
Who came into this neighbourhood
Its wonders for to find [ … ]

They told him who had put the lid
On Lydney; who the ale
Misspelt in Aylburton. And he
Delighted in the tale.

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