All Poems
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from imperfect Eden
© Rg Gregory
(1)
and off to scott's (the dockers' restaurant)
burly men packed in round solid tables
but what the helle (drowned in hellespont)
A Slice Of Wedding Cake
© Robert Graves
Why have such scores of lovely, gifted girls
Married impossible men?
Simple self-sacrifice may be ruled out,
And missionary endeavour, nine times out of ten.
from the Ansty Experience
© Rg Gregory
(a)
they seek to celebrate the word
not to bring their knives out on a poem
dissecting it to find a heart
Lines, Composed For A Memorial Of Ashley Cowper, Esq.
© William Cowper
Farewell! endued with all that could engage
All hearts to love thee, both in youth and age!
In prime of life, for sprightliness enrolled
Among the gay, yet virtuous as the old;
from Proverbs of Hell
© Rg Gregory
isnt that what things with the palsy
are supposed to do lovely lake
give the world the miracle it waits for
what a laugh that would be
A Christmas Carol
© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
GOD rest ye, merry gentlemen; let nothing you dismay,
For Jesus Christ, our Saviour, was born on Christmas-day.
The dawn rose red o'er Bethlehem, the stars shone through the gray,
When Jesus Christ, our Saviour, was born on Christmas-day.
from crossing the line
© Rg Gregory
there was a great man
so great he couldn't be criticised in the light
who died
and for a whole week people turned up their collars over their ears
and wept with great gossiping
Hom. IL. v. 403
© George MacDonald
If thou art tempted by a thought of ill,
Crave not too soon for victory, nor deem
conturbat me
© Rg Gregory
martins death
has made me scared
of the old bat
that clings to the eaves
waiting to enter the house
the moon
© Rg Gregory
when the body of a woman dissolves
within are the three feared facesthe man who dares to trace them comes
to grief - but nothing personal is meantwaves and particles transvest - vulva
breast and womb are sexless doors beyond whose suck a sensual light
confession
© Rg Gregory
for all my country poses
my cells belong to a town
grass is symbol-deep in me
but brick dips deeper down
peach-power
© Rg Gregory
peaches exude this thrall -
reminders of those luscious
whereabouts that lips
best find their precious sips
to cry let this be all
the singing dog
© Rg Gregory
when the dog began to sing
the people ran amok
a man shinned up a flagpole
a woman chewed her sock
however grown up
© Rg Gregory
six...six...why only yesterday
it seems that fist shot out
that one eye winked...and yet
now that this day's arrived
The Heart Cry
© Francis William Bourdillon
She turned the page of wounds and death
With trembling fingers. In a breath
The gladness of her life became
Naught but a memory and a name.
haunting the quark
© Rg Gregory
(I)
if you cant scientifically explain it
dawkins says it has no value some hope
inside the mechanical framework of a guess
(as far as any fact can truly grope)
doubts roam mere looking cant attain it
