Raymond Farrell

Gold Star - 25,633 Points (02/09/1954 / Perth, Ontario)

Raymond Farrell Poems

521. Nobody Talks In Iambic Pentameter 10/5/2016
522. Pete Mcgraw 10/6/2016
523. Haiku (Acting British) 10/7/2016
524. Haiku (The Trump Campaign Unravelling) 10/7/2016
525. What People Write On A Page 10/9/2016
526. Acts Of Self Condemnation 10/9/2016
527. All Nations Need Their Delusions 10/9/2016
528. Perhaps I Am Growing Wistful With Age 10/13/2016
529. Haiku (Watch Your Step) 10/13/2016
530. The State In Which We Exist 10/14/2016
531. Pro Choice? 11/2/2016
532. It Seems Odd To Me 11/3/2016
533. I Do Not Go There 11/6/2016
534. Haiku (An Empty Vessel) 11/6/2016
535. The Fascists When They Come 11/8/2016
536. Haiku (The Canadian Media) 11/8/2016
537. Not Too Many Years Ago 11/8/2016
538. Haiku (Us 2016 Presidential Election) 10/17/2016
539. October 18,2016 10/18/2016
540. Sleep 10/19/2016
541. Today's World! 10/28/2016
542. Bob Dylan's Nobel Prize 10/28/2016
543. It Is Words 11/15/2016
544. A Farmer From Glendendow 11/16/2016
545. First Snow 1/27/2017
546. Joe 1/27/2017
547. Poor Wee Mite 1/27/2017
548. The Snow Lay Blanket-Like Upon The Ground 1/27/2017
549. The Death Of Grammar 1/27/2017
550. What Must Be Done 1/27/2017
551. I Know A Youth 1/27/2017
552. If The Beothuk People Could Speak 1/27/2017
553. Day's End 1/27/2017
554. Fragment 1/27/2017
555. The Nectarines 1/27/2017
556. From Out Of The Kitchen Window 1/27/2017
557. O The Birds 1/27/2017
558. My Choice 1/27/2017
559. Postcard Winter Days 1/27/2017
560. Winter Wonderland 1/27/2017

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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I Always Arrived Early

I always arrived early
The first day of elementary school
To be first in line
Upon being admitted to the classroom
I made a beeline for the back corner
To lay claim to the desk beside the window
No one can under-estimate
How important this was
For during the inevitable

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