Raymond Farrell

Gold Star - 27,296 Points (02/09/1954 / Perth, Ontario)

Raymond Farrell Poems

401. Haiku (Speaking Of Apples) 7/23/2015
402. Beware Of The Pudding 7/24/2015
403. Haiku (War And Humanity) 7/25/2015
404. God 7/25/2015
405. It's Not The Way To Go - But Is It 7/26/2015
406. Speaking Of The Pecking Order 7/26/2015
407. You Bent Over And They Stick It To You 7/27/2015
408. Haiku (Free Advice) 7/30/2015
409. Haiku (Life's Ups And Downs) 7/30/2015
410. Haiku (Hard Work) 7/31/2015
411. Haiku (The People Next Door) 7/31/2015
412. Loving Your Neighbor 7/31/2015
413. When The Government 7/31/2015
414. The American Supreme Court 7/31/2015
415. The Snake 8/1/2015
416. Haiku (Government Intimacy) 8/4/2015
417. Education 8/4/2015
418. Haiku (Impressing The English) 8/4/2015
419. Sacrifice 8/4/2015
420. Learning To Be Happy 8/4/2015
421. If You Think 8/4/2015
422. Impartiality 8/4/2015
423. Good Singing 8/4/2015
424. History And Testosterone 8/6/2015
425. Haiku (Where To Bloom) 8/6/2015
426. A Throne Fit For A King 8/8/2015
427. Speaking Of Matchmaking 8/9/2015
428. Halloween And Outhouses 8/11/2015
429. The Madness Continues 8/13/2015
430. Haiku (The Rich) 8/14/2015
431. Haiku (Practical Reality) 8/14/2015
432. Haiku (Common Sense Vs. Education) 8/14/2015
433. Happy? 8/14/2015
434. When Democracy Finally Ends 8/14/2015
435. Haiku (Being An Atheist) 8/14/2015
436. Poetry Is 8/14/2015
437. Haiku (Growing Up) 8/15/2015
438. Haiku (Medical Care In N Am) 8/16/2015
439. Speaking Of Stars 8/18/2015
440. What You Think 8/20/2015

Comments about Raymond Farrell

  • Sandra Feldman (5/1/2015 12:05:00 AM)

    Did he live?

    This poem is fantastic, best description of an
    optimist ever! so good to laugh for a change.
    thank you.

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Best Poem of Raymond Farrell

When It Comes To Poetry

When it comes to poetry
I feel like David
Before he went out to meet Goliath
Saul offered him his armour
His sword, his breast plate
His helmet, his shield
But in the end he refused
Saying he had not proved it
For he was but a shepherd
Not trained in the use
Of weapons of war
He took merely a sling shot
And five smooth stones
But any giant can be slain
By such a crude weapon
If the stone finds its mark
And I can offer
No grand words
No breath-taking imagery
I commend all
Who operate at those lofty heights
But I am just
A ...

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Winter

You cannot be a Canadian
And not have an opinion about this season
On average, we're the coldest country in the world
And when you're standing out in February
Waiting for the bus
Shivering and shaking and wishing you were a brass monkey
You're going to say something
Even if no one else is around to hear it
But what I am tired of

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