Raymond Farrell

Gold Star - 27,630 Points (02/09/1954 / Perth, Ontario)

Raymond Farrell Poems

481. Death 8/15/2016
482. A Smile 8/15/2016
483. The Grave In The Woods (In Memory Of Howard Walker) 8/18/2016
484. False Advertising 8/23/2016
485. From The Window Of The Bus 8/23/2016
486. When They've Felled Every Tree 8/23/2016
487. A Feeding Frenzy 8/25/2016
488. Haiku (Believing In Progress) 8/25/2016
489. Reflecting On The Possibility Of Nuclear War! ! 8/27/2016
490. Yes Duplicity 8/29/2016
491. All Hail The Sweaty Brow 8/30/2016
492. Consternation 8/30/2016
493. Word Has It 9/1/2016
494. Bring Forth The Swarthy Man 9/5/2016
495. A Touch Of Fall 9/5/2016
496. If Reason Be Light, And Knowledge The Prism 9/6/2016
497. The Problem 9/14/2016
498. Haiku (The Truth About Government) 9/21/2016
499. Last Night In The Dark 9/22/2016
500. For John Ashbery 9/22/2016
501. I'm Just 9/22/2016
502. Haiku (Man Would Like) 9/22/2016
503. Haiku (Hollywood Gold) 9/22/2016
504. Time To Wake Up 9/24/2016
505. Trail Marker Trees 9/24/2016
506. Haiku (Freedom And Self-Sufficiency) 9/24/2016
507. Crows 9/24/2016
508. Life Is A Great Echo Chamber 9/28/2016
509. Procrastination Is A Disease 9/29/2016
510. The World In A Town 10/2/2016
511. A Calm Reasoned Speech 10/3/2016
512. Haiku (Essence Of Disappointment) 10/4/2016
513. Truth Is Truth 10/4/2016
514. Nobody Talks In Iambic Pentameter 10/5/2016
515. Pete Mcgraw 10/6/2016
516. Haiku (Acting British) 10/7/2016
517. Haiku (The Trump Campaign Unravelling) 10/7/2016
518. What People Write On A Page 10/9/2016
519. Acts Of Self Condemnation 10/9/2016
520. All Nations Need Their Delusions 10/9/2016

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 ...

Read the full of When It Comes To Poetry

I See Few Cats

I see few cats
Here in Guangdong
What few I see
Walk warily
And don't respond
To my overtures
Slink around
Any motion
And they're off
In a flash
And you would be too
If you might
Be on the menu.

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