Glenn Bagshaw Poems
|161.||On Turning Twenty-One||10/30/2005|
|162.||Lullaby Of A Tired Mother||8/19/2005|
|163.||A Mob Of Yesterdays||10/19/2005|
|164.||The No-Light In The Head||10/6/2005|
|165.||Allan Tate At Christmas||10/16/2005|
|166.||Dancing With Words||8/17/2005|
|168.||She Remembers Him||10/22/2005|
|170.||Famous Lines From Love Poems Made Into Couplets...||8/8/2007|
|171.||Afternoon In Summer||10/28/2005|
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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!
The Map That Spots Plots
When you're racing unsure
through some strange neighbourhood
you won't trace new faces
the way that one could.
You're quite isolated,
but not due to locations.....
Maps should highlight sites of intentions,
and with twisting symbols chart cranial travel,