Raymond Farrell

Gold Star - 28,020 Points (02/09/1954 / Perth, Ontario)

Raymond Farrell Poems

721. Haiku (An Empty Vessel) 11/6/2016
722. The Fascists When They Come 11/8/2016
723. Haiku (The Canadian Media) 11/8/2016
724. Not Too Many Years Ago 11/8/2016
725. Haiku (The Cbc News Network) 11/8/2016
726. A Message Was Sent November 8,2016, 11/10/2016
727. It Is Words 11/15/2016
728. A Farmer From Glendendow 11/16/2016
729. A Couple Named Jelly 11/16/2016
730. A Young Lass From Donbass 11/17/2016
731. Mr. Bodaggs 11/17/2016
732. Poets 11/19/2016
733. Freedom Of Speech 11/21/2016
734. Crave Not The Soft Or Loud Applause 11/22/2016
735. It Is A Comfort To Me 11/28/2016
736. The Divine 12/5/2016
737. Haiku (My Prayer) 12/5/2016
738. Welcome To The New World Order 12/9/2016
739. She Will Never Grow Old 12/12/2016
740. A Proper Fool 12/12/2016
741. Soft As The Dew 12/21/2016
742. For The Love Of Blueberries 12/23/2016
743. Tat Tata Ta 12/25/2016
744. Grass 12/27/2016
745. Haiku (The Scientific Method) 12/27/2016
746. Haiku (Limitations Of Scientific Research) 1/6/2017
747. The Holocaust 1/6/2017
748. After The Orchestra Had Played 1/6/2017
749. Crumbs From Their Tables 1/11/2017
750. We Crave Love 1/18/2017
751. The Human Heart 1/20/2017
752. Dreams And Pain 1/21/2017
753. First Snow 1/27/2017
754. Joe 1/27/2017
755. Poor Wee Mite 1/27/2017
756. The Snow Lay Blanket-Like Upon The Ground 1/27/2017
757. The Death Of Grammar 1/27/2017
758. What Must Be Done 1/27/2017
759. I Know A Youth 1/27/2017
760. If The Beothuk People Could Speak 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

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
Is those who feel compelled to extoll the virtues of this season
As though, snow-shoeing or tramping through snow up to your knees
Were comparable to a leisurely stroll around Bora Bora
Or a 'beaver tail' wolfed down with a mug of ...

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Haiku (Democracy Ii)

False belief inmates
Have a real say in running
Of the asylum

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