ivor or ivor.e hogg Poems

Cascades of brightly coloured lights.
Festoon the aisles of shopping malls.
Perhaps a foretaste of delights
that kids expect when Santa call.
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Silent but deadly in effect
some one has farted quietly
There is no way we can detect
just which one of us is guilty.
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Cascades of crystal water flow
into the waiting pool below.
The force and power of the descent
Renders the water turbulent.
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Beneath a waxing gibbous moon.
A dryad dances to a tune
that’s played upon the pipes of Pan
by a young and handsome man.
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My grandma knew a thing or two
about the herbs that freely grew
From which she brewed her remedies
that served to cure a cough or wheeze.
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I do not often write free form
to me it is not poetry.
Freely admit my prejudice
I think it’s just a passing phase
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Ripe breasts like apples tempt my eye.
Although I try to look away.
my eyes continue looking avidly
Nature designed all men this way.
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He haunts the minstrel’s gallery
and she the great hall down below.
Theirs was a love which could not be.
Which grew into a tragedy.
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Don’t put me in a pigeonhole
It is the last thing you should do.
You do not understand my role.
Take note of what I’m telling you.
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When I was young and in my prime
I knew everything there was to know
I truly thought that this was so
but I discovered in due time
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