Irene C S ClarkHogg


Irene C S ClarkHogg Poems

1. The Crone Of Crow Creek 10/12/2006
2. Casper 11/5/2007
3. Soggy Bits 11/23/2007
4. Intrinsic Gold 2/6/2008
5. Just Seven Notes 2/9/2008
6. Emergency 2/9/2008
7. Mystic Lady 2/9/2008
8. In Praise Of Sir Loin 3/30/2008
9. Women At War 5/23/2008
10. Toh-Gwan-Tae 5/23/2008
11. Visiting 5/27/2008
12. The Blue Knight 5/28/2008
13. Painted Sunset 6/9/2008
14. Innocence And Peace 6/16/2008
15. Musing 6/16/2008
16. Twilight Encounter 6/30/2008
17. Train To Nowhere 6/30/2008
18. Sausage Machines 3/28/2009
19. God Is A Man 3/28/2009
20. Facial Adornment 5/9/2009
21. Small Bombs 7/24/2009
22. Twisted Mirror 8/7/2009
23. Twisted Tower 8/7/2009
24. * Germaine Greer & The Feminists 10/19/2009
25. Sentinel 8/10/2006
26. Cyborg 8/15/2006
27. ++ Crossroads 12/8/2009
28. The Portal 7/12/2007
29. Imminence 7/12/2007
30. Shadowland 5/4/2008
31. Quest For God 3/30/2008
32. Journeys 9/26/2006
33. Evil 2/9/2008
34. What Is Time? 7/9/2007
35. Obliterated 7/9/2007
36. ** Warning - Haiku 10/8/2009
37. God Didn'T Visit Here 5/9/2009
38. Welcoming Spring 5/9/2009
39. God Is A Woman 3/28/2009
40. Numbers Are Slippery 1/1/2009
Best Poem of Irene C S ClarkHogg

A Degenerate Mouse Called Arthur

I have a little mouse called Arthur
Who gnaws away inside my bones
He is armed with sharp incisors
And metal claws on all his toes.

Today was warm, so Arthur rested
Silly me, I thought he slept
Then, just as I felt complacent
From his hidey-hole he crept.

He's gone to stir up his relations
They're scattered all about my frame
Every year his clan increases
I know them, every-one, by name.

Arthur lives high in my neckbone
He scrambles up and down my spine
Neville nests in my right shoulder
On the other perches...

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At The World's Edge

Far away, at the edge
of the world
The dragons met
And then they wept
great tears.

Extinction, too late,
So now we die
Magic has gone

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