ivor or ivor.e hogg Poems

Opposing views.

Alone outlined against the skies.
An ancient druid proudly stands
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A clear but broken line of white.
Divides the blue sky from the sea.
A crimson sail comes into sight
and draws the waiting watchers eye.
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Condemned to wander endlessly
through labyrinths within my mind
To seek solutions I can’t find.
This has to be insanity.
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When I survey the sacred texts
and holy books of warring sects.
I must conclude they have been changed
edited and rearranged.
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A rain dropp sparkles in the sun
Refracting light prismatically.
Primary colours every one
collectively and separately
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Death is not the end.

A ray of sunlight penetrates
the quiet gloom of the sick room
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Although he has prosthetic limbs.
His sense of purpose never dims.
Now he has learnt to walk anew.
He is quite certain he can do.
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True poets write in meter.
Not because they think it’s neater
but because the flow is sweeter
When their words are read aloud
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Variant sonnet

Bare branches bear snow blossoms now.
Like forlorn ghosts of summers past.
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Legacy

Ghosts from the past, our ancestors.
Though long since dead are part of us.
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