Raymond Farrell

Gold Star - 25,011 Points (02/09/1954 / Perth, Ontario)

Raymond Farrell Poems

681. The Canada Of My Youth 12/25/2015
682. A Freak Show 12/12/2015
683. Can Those Of Us Who Are Sane 12/13/2015
684. There Is Not One Artist 12/17/2015
685. In Late May 11/28/2015
686. I Don't Have A Blue Guitar 11/8/2015
687. I Remember 10/17/2015
688. The Stroke 10/18/2015
689. Reality 10/8/2015
690. Haiku (The Ultimate Bureaucrat) 9/15/2015
691. Haiku (Mistakes) 9/19/2015
692. From My Window 9/20/2015
693. Yesterday 9/8/2015
694. When It Is Fall 8/23/2015
695. The Chinese Understand 8/25/2015
696. The Day Is Coming 7/21/2015
697. Haiku (A Budget) 8/22/2015
698. Haiku (Wise Men) 8/21/2015
699. The Madness Continues 8/13/2015
700. Speaking Of Stars 8/18/2015
701. What You Think 8/20/2015
702. Let Us All Make Sure 8/20/2015
703. An Unexpected Day Off 8/21/2015
704. Poetry Is 8/14/2015
705. Haiku (Where To Bloom) 8/6/2015
706. Learning To Be Happy 8/4/2015
707. Haiku (Life's Ups And Downs) 7/30/2015
708. God 7/25/2015
709. Beware Of The Pudding 7/24/2015
710. If You Went To University 7/21/2015
711. Come To Think Of It 7/21/2015
712. Haiku (Philosophers Vs Lunatics) 7/2/2015
713. Did You Ever Notice 7/14/2015
714. History 7/11/2015
715. Haiku (The State Of The World) 7/14/2015
716. Haiku (The Danger Of Pride) 7/5/2015
717. A Celebration Of Life 6/30/2015
718. Everything Says Something 6/30/2015
719. My New Favorite Tea 7/4/2015
720. North America Today 7/4/2015
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 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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