Glenn Bagshaw

Rookie (CANADA)

Glenn Bagshaw Poems

121. The End Of Sally 5/14/2006
122. In The Picture 7/26/2010
123. For An Uppity Roofer 8/1/2010
124. I Loved You (Triolet) 6/19/2006
125. Lost Spring 4/20/2006
126. What The Padre Heard In Guatemala 4/8/2007
127. The Love Song Of J. Alfred Foodtalk 4/13/2007
128. Curtains! I Wuz Framed! (Triolet) 5/2/2007
129. Advice From Herrick The Gardener 5/3/2007
130. One With The Seasons 5/14/2007
131. Herrick-A Lyric Of Tribute 6/12/2007
132. Herrick Today 6/12/2007
133. Picture Eternity 8/8/2007
134. One Day In Summer 9/23/2007
135. Mowing Down Summer (Triolet) 10/15/2007
136. Where Wolf? 10/20/2007
137. Spanish Fly (Triolet) 10/20/2007
138. Armour: Another Thing You Can'T Take With You 10/27/2007
139. Herrick The Gardener Likes It 10/31/2007
140. Talking To Yourself 4/10/2007
141. The None That Got Away 4/24/2006
142. The Accursed Triolet 4/4/2007
143. Measuring Up 2/27/2010
144. How The Arbutus Tree Came To Gabriola Island 10/25/2009
145. Teen Love 10/3/2005
146. The Bus Ride In The Blizzard 10/7/2005
147. Construction Sight 3/24/2010
148. Spiritual Transformation 9/23/2006
149. My Dad's Old Plymouth-(Triolet) 1/3/2007
150. Blowing The Foam (Adult Limericks) 9/1/2005
151. Fighting Back 2/14/2006
152. Love Game Courts Rackets 8/7/2006
153. A Druid Speaks 4/4/2007
154. Katherine 10/10/2005
155. I'Ll Clearly Disappear 2/3/2006
156. Hard Knocks High 8/29/2005
157. Springhill, Nova Scotia 9/3/2006
158. A Plea For Insensibility 10/26/2005
159. Grief 8/21/2005
160. Ezra Pound's Cantos 8/7/2010
Best Poem of Glenn Bagshaw

Famous Lines From Love Poems Made Into Couplets...

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? (Shakespeare)
You're hot in spots and then you fade away....

Whoever loved who loved not at 'first' sight (Marlowe)
or even 'worst', depending on the light?

O my Luve's like a red, red rose (Burns)
And tu-lips lie beneath her nose!

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. (E. B. Browning)
But years' own math subtracts your charms away!

Read the full of Famous Lines From Love Poems Made Into Couplets...

Sudden Deaths

We move, like an insolvent, touring band;
and when we go, we're blurred you understand.
We leave the kettle on, TV blaring
drool half the cake, dreary novel wearing
just grasp of space that hands once held before.
Pronounce the sentence. Who'll read anymore?

and then when gone, who'll mention us again?
One summer, three friends sailed quite near to Spain

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