ivor or ivor.e hogg Poems

Beauty in Black and white

The trees are now of leaves bereft.
Stark silhouettes against the sky
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Bureaucracy has quietly
displaced the aristocracy.
Who wielded power openly
The bureaucrat rule secretly.
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Unlimited offer.

With broken wings no bird can fly,
enjoy the freedom of the sky
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Designer labels I won’t buy.
Because I see no reason why
I should be advertising free
I think they should be paying me.
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As I walked out beneath the moon
I heard that old compelling tune
The Pipes of Pan that faintly play
have power to steal my will away.
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The history we learn at school.
Is mostly untrue as a rule.
A rather biased point of view.
Recorded by the victors who,
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I loved a maid who loved not me.
This was a love that could not be
For she was wed, though I was free.
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I’m very glad I came the day.
the dragon ships put out to sea.
To race in the time honoured way.
A sight magnificent to see.
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The day was cold but she was not in point of fact she was too hot.
So she stripped off all of her clothes because she chose to I suppose
Her neighbours thought it rather quaint but only one raised a complaint
The vicar did not think she should do her gardening in the nude
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The winds play haunting melodies
Upon the branches of bare trees
From which they pluck the notes they seek.
Each composition is unique.
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