ivor or ivor.e hogg Poems

I cannot sleep the whole night through.
My muse will not allow me to
when she commands I must obey.
I wish she’d take a holiday.
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A thin and thready threnody
played by the winds on the phone wires.
An eerie haunting melody
regretting unfulfilled desires.
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I lay upon the short cropped grass
beneath the shade of an oak tree
and watched the clouds which slowly passed
across the sky towards the sea.
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Some can detect malevolence
which masquerades as innocence.
They see at once through the pretence
alerted by their inner sense.
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Dreams for sale, each one brand new.
Created daily fresh for you.
I do not claim my dreams come true
but I am sure that some must do.
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I love the antics of semantics.
Although sometimes I’m driven frantic
by words used inappropriately.
A sight I all too often see.
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The geese fly south and leave behind
the bitter winter storms to come.
The gather, circle then they fly
a vee formation in the sky.
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Celebrities, it’s plain to see.
Rely upon publicity,
if they’re not in the public eye.
They have to strive to rectify
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To me white lilies signify.
Ceremonies when people die.
The sad occasions we attend
to mourn a relative or friend.
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Above and beyond the call of duty

Do Roman ghosts still guard the wall?
Far from their homelands in the sun.
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