ivor or ivor.e hogg Poems

I am awake but cannot see
nor am I sure that I can hear.
A silent darkness surrounds me,
I know the meaning now of fear.
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Bare winter branches
beneath the moon wreathed in mist.
Seem to bloom again.
Echoes of memories foresee
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She is bewildered and afraid
no longer sure of anything
Remembering mistakes she’s made.
She finds that she is confusing
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September sings of summer sun.
Whilst trying on her autumn dress
Recalling happy days of fun
but recognising none the less.
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The countless thousand points of light.
Which decorate the firmament
Are only visible by night
By long established precedent..
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Two little ghosts out walking at night
When one little Ghost cried out in fright
Oh Dear I think I see a man.
He’s over there I’m sure I can
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In the softly scented twilight,
walking slowly simply musing.
My thoughts turn to my hearts delight
she is sure now to be choosing.
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Is democracy a dream?
The human race aspires to
such things are seldom as they seem.
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Grey figures moving in the mist
that rolls across the battlefield
Although long dead they still persist
and stubbornly refuse to yield
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A mother sings a lullaby
To let her baby know
that she is near no need to cry.
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