ivor or ivor.e hogg Poems

Sometimes I wake with a glad smile.
At other times reluctantly
and long to linger for a while
right where I am so comfortably.
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Can’t find a pulse the young doc said.
I think that means that you are dead.
This goes against all common sense.
I blame his inexperience
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It makes me frankly furious
when people say there’s none of us
We’re not extinct as you have heard.
Though no one has seen a dodo bird
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The sun scorched desert lies in wait.
Implacable but patiently
Its moving contours undulate
moving swiftly but silently.
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I hear a distant bugle calling
bravely as the twilights falling
The plaintive notes of the last post,
when I’m alone affect me most.
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The road I took came to a fork.
I had no choice but to decide
which of the two paths I would walk.
One narrow way, one broad and wide.
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My maiden aunt had little chance.
Because the man she was to wed
Was one of those who fell in France
listed as missing presumed dead.
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Hold back the night. Let not the light
fade and disappear from view
I still have duties yet to do.
Hold back the night I’d fain put right
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She moves with fluid stealthy grace.
Although compelled by circumstance
to accept now a lowly place.
A loser in life’s game of chance.
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His life is drawing to its close.
He has lived past three score and ten
and has no reason to suppose
That he should know the how and when.
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