ivor or ivor.e hogg Poems

A blue ball bouncing merrily
arrives upon a motorway.
A recipe for tragedy
when children carelessly at play.
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Right down within the depths of me
there lies a vein of poetry
Wherein I find when I have leisure
words which are my greatest treasure.
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The dawn breaks grey and desolate.
No song birds sing to greet the day
I view the world disconsolate
It seems that night is here to stay.
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On satin sheets my lady lies.
What does she dream behind closed eyes?
It seems she dreaming pleasantly
the evidence is plain to see
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A heaven without animals
would be no paradise for me.
Pets love is unconditional
and given unreservedly.
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Above my head tree branches intertwine
to form a leafy canopy
through which the silvery moon light can shine
if only intermittently.
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Obscenities are nothing new.
I have been known to use a few.
Sometimes “Dear Me” just will not do.
If painfully you stub your toe
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Although it seems impossible.
I think it highly probable,
man will invent the technology
that will enable him to be
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When I was young and in my prime
I could make love at any time
But now I ‘m growing old and weak
I only manage twice a week.
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I wake and rise before the dawn.
I see the new day being born
When I’m alone, bereft, forlorn.
I think of you.
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