ivor or ivor.e hogg Poems

Ripe breasts like apples tempt my eye.
Although I try to look away.
my eyes continue looking avidly
Nature designed all men this way.
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When I was young and in my prime
I knew everything there was to know
I truly thought that this was so
but I discovered in due time
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Gut feelings, hunches and E.S.P
mean very much the same to me.
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Her jewel box is full of dreams
It is to her or so it seems
as Grandmas aged fingers play
with jewels of a bygone day.
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S

At seventy four still competent
to manage independently.
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When I am dead I want to be
buried without ceremony.
As nourishment to feed a tree
that’s planted in my memory.
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On fragile wings the skylark soars
up to the heights form whence he pours
his early morning orison.
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Cupid is not stupid

Love can strike unexpectedly.
When you think you are past romance,
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Eviction

A picture formed by ultra sound
will only cost a pound or two
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Bragging Rights

I’m feeling rather curious
If not down right ridiculous.
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