ivor or ivor.e hogg

Rookie (7/4/1934 / Hebburn.Co Durham U.K)

ivor or ivor.e hogg Poems

881. Too Good To Be True? 1/29/2012
882. Moving Pictures 1/31/2012
883. It's Not Unusual. 2/1/2012
884. Conduct Unbefitting 2/2/2012
885. Hydrotherapy 2/3/2012
886. Get Out Of My Face! 2/2/2012
887. A Small Boys View 2/4/2012
888. Legendary Profitabilty. 2/4/2012
889. The Best Laid Plans. 2/5/2012
890. Black & White And Shades Of Grey. 2/7/2012
891. Inexplicable. 2/8/2012
892. Brief Encounter 2/9/2012
893. I Would If I Could 3/2/2012
894. A Patient Suitor. 3/2/2012
895. Impenetrable 3/3/2012
896. Naturally Superior 3/3/2012
897. Composite Compositions 3/5/2012
898. Unchanging Changeability 3/5/2012
899. Day Dreaming For M'Lady Chitra 3/5/2012
900. Revelation 3/6/2012
901. Acclimatised. 3/8/2012
902. Penalty Clause. 3/9/2012
903. Almost Competent 3/10/2012
904. Different Attitudes. 3/11/2012
905. Pay Back Time. 3/12/2012
906. Yesterday/Tommorrow 3/14/2012
907. Command Performance Adult Content. 3/15/2012
908. Overly Suspicious 3/16/2012
909. Inevitabilty Is My Philosophy. 4/2/2012
910. A Man. 4/4/2012
911. White Collar Criminals. 4/4/2012
912. Foreordained? 4/11/2012
913. Enforced Change. 4/12/2012
914. On The Tip Of Your Tongue. 4/13/2012
915. My Time Is Short. 4/16/2012
916. Welcome Sound. 4/16/2012
917. The Matriarch At Prayer 4/17/2012
918. Those Were The Days 4/17/2012
919. Invisible Handicap. 4/18/2012
920. Gone But Not Forgotten. 4/19/2012
Best Poem of ivor or ivor.e hogg

A Fading Dream

The purple gloom of midnight hides
all outward signs of the decay.
A sense of grandeur still abides.
That’s absent by the light of day.

Stray silver moonbeams softly show
to best advantage what remains
of elegance from long ago
but very tactfully refrain,

From highlighting faults and flaws,
so obvious in the bright sunlight.
The broken panes and sagging doors
are kindly hidden by the night..

The formal gardens overgrown.
They have been long deprived of care,
dividing walls just heaps of stone.
Show through the brambles here and...

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No Free Passage

The long grey furrows of the sea
which switch and change incessantly
Conceal the graves of fishermen
who trusted her, once too often.

The sea is not trustworthy
her mood can change so easily.
She is a kind and cruel bitch.
The trouble is you don’t know which

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