All Poems
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The Female Phaeton
© Matthew Prior
Thus Kitty, beautiful and young,
And wild as colt untamed,
Bespoke the fair from whence she sprung,
With little rage inflamed.
Like undistinguishable horses
© Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
Like undistinguishable horses,
Gleam by my ever-painful days,
As if fade all the living roses,
And die all living nightingales.
hawthorns and the like
© Rg Gregory
as the landscape falls away
the hawthorn in its gnarly fashion
is content to stand alone
berries (the very tint of passion)
that birds are wont to feed upon
bloodstain the shortened day
The Crucible
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Because thou camest, Love, to break
The strong mould of this world in two,
And of the senseless fragments take
And in thy mighty music make
the feminine touch
© Rg Gregory
she came on a fine cool morning
the last of a course i was attending
as we crowded the pavement
waiting to be let in hello she said
night-piece
© Rg Gregory
what's that
i'm awake
a bang like a door or a foot
knocking a chair
who's there
The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. I
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
TO ONE IN A HIGH POSITION
To you, a poet, glorious, heaven--born,
One who is not a poet but a son
Of the earth earthy, sick and travel--worn
that precise moment
© Rg Gregory
however foul the times or difficult the ways are
through those personal morasses this change of age
wont let a single being (rich or poor) be free from
come spring the trees get on with their blossoming
youd think they didnt read the newspapers
A Little Boy Lost
© William Blake
"Nought loves another as itself,
Nor venerates another so,
Nor is it possible to thought
A greater than itself to know.
malvern abbey
© Rg Gregory
the day was as grey as the abbey
the light that filtered through the glass
had no disturbing shine about it
no one inside was grasping to collect it
snail and spiral
© Rg Gregory
i take my property with me says the snail
slow-moving (yes) but packed with sublime thought
the house upon its back some kind of grail
vulnerable to brute boot - and wisdom bought
The Massacre of MacPherson
© William Edmondstoune Aytoun
Fhairshon had a son,
Who married Noah's daughter,
And nearly spoiled ta Flood
By trinking up ta water:
on why it is necessary to talk kindly to frogs
© Rg Gregory
i met a frog in my garden today
lurking under a stone - it said
there used to be a pond here
i know i said i had to dig it up
art school
© Rg Gregory
each sunset is unique
so others tell usfools - with flowers
of envy pushingthrough their teeth
i think differentlya feeble skill that
