jim hogg Poems

And they cannot be recaptured except
in this mind, in all of the universe.
It's what old men do while they still can,
A substitute for all that they can't:
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We are the cherished BBC, a weel regarded company
We're known across the whole wide world for oor impartiality
For we've got ears and eyes ye ken, weel tuned to tell what's true
An' on Buchanan street that day there was nae trace of "yes" or blue
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Between the work and vain ideals
there was a little envy too.
Those guys who seemed to know no fear
of girls: I envied what they knew,
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I

A hungering for life remains
but I'm no ripe and juicy peach,
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The millions march on the archway of dreams,
with rainbows and snowflakes and stars in our bones,

straight out of our teens and into the world,
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Beneath the old bridge where the old highway ends
I sat with my feet in the freezing cold river
Where time wears away dear but never mends
It hasn't been long but it seems like forever
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I remember you when you were only seventeen.
The sun was high above us then
and all the fields were green.
Shooting stars flashed briefly in
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We stood together on the seven five
Backs to the fields and eyes wide to the light
My thumb hitched high to the random unknown
I didn't know where and wouldn't be shown
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I heard you'd never married
From a stranger yesterday
Exactly forty years have passed
Since I last saw your face
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It's been a while since I took my knife
And carved our little truth
On that old beech tree by the railway line
Before we left the school
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