ivor or ivor.e hogg Poems

She comes to me in dreams at night.
And holds me as she used to do.
But disappears by morning light
So I am left to grieve anew..
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The bards are dead and none recall
the glory days, when every hall.
Would echo to their epic tales
and hear the news they would regale
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The gleam of moonlight on the sea.
The sun’s heat haze across the moor,
are both of them a part of me.
Seen through the ever open door
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What lies beneath the surface smile?
which you display to everyone?
The mask you wear to be in style.
What lies beneath is yours alone.
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Through outer gates of carven teak
then inner gates of ivory
The pilgrim ventures who would seek
an answer to the mystery.
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My muse continues to abuse
her position. She will refuse
to use her skills to help me out
That she’s in charge she has no doubt.
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Man has a brain which comprehends
the idea of infinity.
Although his point of view depends
on which school of philosophy
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I do not KNOW but I suspect.
The world is not as we accept.
Reality is mutable,
we tend to see what we expect.
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Some few have the ability
to see what others cannot see.
Is it a blessing or a curse?
A process that they can’t reverse.
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I fear to sleep for dreams may come
which force me to relive again.
Dark memories which aren’t welcome.
Such dreams can drive a man insane.
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