R. G. Bell

R. G. Bell Poems


Home lies that way, somewhere, through the fog,
Down a road I did not ask to be set upon
And most of whose forks were chosen for me
By others no less road-bound than I,

The Seventh Day

I - Quiet, please.
Creator at rest.

And on this Seventh Day I rest, or try.


I've drifted over Trafalgar's rotting hulls,
Seen dolphins play at the pillars of Hercules,
Been camel-ridden to the foot of Cheops
And walked the city Alexander took and named.

3: 21 Am

Storm clouds bleed and render earth to mud.
We lie inside, assaulted by the lies,
Tightly bound in gray dismality.

The Duck

The Duck

There came into my yard a duck,
And he and I, being both in luck,

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Smoky Hoss 17 July 2012

Mr. Bell is a poet that surely feels life moving, sees the currents of something great flowing all about us. Put simply, I absolutely love his poetry. It is so good, so real. I can only hope for much more to show up here on poemhunter.

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R. G. Bell Biography

BA (English) - The Citadel.1974. Masters of Fine Arts (Creative Writing) - The Univ. of Dallas 1982.

My goal in writing poetry is to reveal small truths in the hope that occasionally something profound will come along for the ride. Few, if any, of my poems are as simple as they may first appear. If a word has two (or more) meanings, they m ...

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