ivor or ivor.e hogg Poems

</No resting place.

Experimental form.
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</>Symmetrical verse
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</>Symmetrical verse
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</>Remembrance Day.

Poulters Measure
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</>Boyhood dreams.

You were.
My dream come true
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I’m not sure how I should start
To write a poem on modern art.
It leaves me in a quandary
It holds no real appeal for me.
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Oil lamps burn on either side
Of a polished stone centrepiece.
Its only purpose is to guide
The task performed by the high priest
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The rocks abide.

The wind swept crags command a view.
Across the rolling countryside
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When night falls on Cathedral Close.
The square is thronged by quiet ghosts
Who line the square on every side
their graves left empty yawning wide.
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The sky grew dark quite suddenly.
As from the west a massed array
of dark storm clouds which completely
obscured the light: Made night of day.
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