ivor .e hogg

Rookie (7th April 1934 / Co Durham)

Temporary Victory - Poem by ivor .e hogg

The distant trees a filigree.
Twigs and branches purposefully
tight intertwined. Through which I see
an orange orb: The setting sun.

I do not fear he fall of night
but gaze in wonder at the sight.
Amidst branches glowing bright
an orange orb: The setting sun.

As daylight slowly fades away
to mark the ending of the day.
I will remember when I pray
an orange orb: The setting sun.

The night has laid her velvet cloak
across a world of sleeping folk.
Soon dawn will launch her counterstroke
an orange orb: The rising sun.


Comments about Temporary Victory by ivor .e hogg

  • Rookie - 0 Points Ashley S (3/28/2007 7:47:00 PM)

    That was lovely. Thank you for sharing. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Brian Dorn (3/28/2007 6:10:00 PM)

    Great stuff, Ivor... beautifully worded and brilliantly composed!
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 8, 2011


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