ivor or ivor.e hogg Poems

At midnight still the roses bloom
Their colours pale beneath the moon
Scenting the air with rich perfume
while nightingales sing their sweet tune.
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Bob Adamson an ordinary guy,
woke suddenly one night and wondered why.
He saw or thought he saw within his room
a radiant figure lighting up the gloom.
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I can recall nothing at all.
My mind is like a pristine page,
it’s rather sad but comical
I do not know my name or age.
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Revealed to me exclusively.
Its natures plan to erase man.
No one accepts this prophecy.
They don’t believe that nature can.
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Although things change they stay the same.
What changes is our point of view
beneath the sun theres nothing new
Although things change they stay the same.
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Highways, byways and motorways
are very much the same to me.
I much prefer the bridle ways
Those quiet lanes are traffic free.
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A portal closes then you see
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This world’s a paradise again.
The race of man has been erased.
Replaced by beings far more sane
than humankind was as a race.
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Still fields of scarlet poppies blow
on long abandoned battle fields.
The bones of dead men hid below
will feed their roots increasing yields.
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Although my love is growing old.
She is still beautiful to me.
Though what I see you cannot see.
I see her as she used to be.
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