Raymond Farrell

Gold Star - 25,612 Points (02/09/1954 / Perth, Ontario)

Raymond Farrell Poems

601. Haiku (Limitations Of Scientific Research) 1/6/2017
602. The Holocaust 1/6/2017
603. After The Orchestra Had Played 1/6/2017
604. Crumbs From Their Tables 1/11/2017
605. We Crave Love 1/18/2017
606. The Human Heart 1/20/2017
607. Maybe You Think 7/7/2017
608. Now That I'm In My Sixties 7/9/2017
609. Let Not Doubt 7/9/2017
610. Haiku (Genius) 7/10/2017
611. I Cherish Simple Pleasures 7/10/2017
612. The Postmodern Era 7/10/2017
613. Be Forewarned 7/11/2017
614. Liu Xiaobo Died Two Days Ago (Written July 15,2017) 7/15/2017
615. If You Want To Know Who Rules You 7/16/2017
616. Vain Religion 7/20/2017
617. Geronimo And Us 7/22/2017
618. Old Red Jordan 7/24/2017
619. The Art Of Teaching 8/7/2017
620. Mycology 9/1/2017
621. Haiku (Contemplating Life) 9/1/2017
622. 63 9/2/2017
623. Singing To The Choir 9/9/2017
624. A Wise People 9/23/2017
625. Haiku (End The Fed) 10/7/2017
626. British Modus Operandi 10/15/2017
627. A Wise Man Realizes He Does Not See Things As They Are 10/16/2017
628. How Many 10/31/2017
629. Haiku (Perfect Poet For This Age) 8/20/2017
630. Melancholy 8/28/2017
631. Buy Walmart -new- 11/17/2017
632. You Can't Buy Quality Of Life -new- 11/17/2017
633. Life's Futility 11/4/2017
634. A Message Was Sent November 8,2016, 11/10/2016
635. The Fabrication Of Care 10/10/2017
636. I Was Rummaging Through My Strong Box 9/2/2017
637. Dreams And Pain 1/21/2017
638. Welcome To The New World Order 12/9/2016
639. Enough Hyperbole 6/29/2017
640. A Couple Named Jelly 11/16/2016

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 ...

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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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