Car poems
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two spanish poems
© Rg Gregory
the sun in orihuela calms the dust
and people glide about the streets at ease
(problems left indoors to cool themselves)
time has grown fat and no one cares
to pin each minute to its proper place
the day is long tomorrow's not yet real
A Story Of Doom: Book VI.
© Jean Ingelow
"Now to-day
One cometh, yea, an harmless man, a fool,
Who boasts he hath a message from our God,
And lest that you, for bravery of heart
And stoutness, being angered with his prate,
Should lift a hand, and kill him, I am here."
jack beyond the digits
© Rg Gregory
so here we are at last at the ten-boy
never to be the single-figure-aged-again boy
and all the trailing clouds that cling to the not-big child
can be blown away - you're up in your own sky now
clear-blue on some days (if on others windy and wild)
The River of Life
© Thomas Campbell
The more we live, more brief appear
Our life's succeeding stages;
A day to childhood seems a year,
And years like passing ages.
London Types: Flower-Girl
© William Ernest Henley
There's never a delicate nurseling of the year
But our huge London hails it, and delights
A Frog's Fate
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Contemptuous of his home beyond
The village and the village-pond,
A large-souled Frog who spurned each byway
Hopped along the imperial highway.
safe-home
© Rg Gregory
don't be so lazy maisie maisie
don't be so lazy please
i know it's snowing
and a hard wind's blowing
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
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.
in search of milk and paradise
© Rg Gregory
puddles idle in
the dips of surfaces
neglected for decades
symbolically concerned
© Rg Gregory
dodona oak (the tree of life) sheds leaves
nutritious-which feeds blood and mind today
theres not a jot (from which the present cleaves)
can be dispensed with all lifes array
A Make-Believe
© George MacDonald
No more! no more! I must stop this play,
Be a boy again, and kneel down and pray
To the God of sparrows and rabbits and men,
Who never lets any one out of his ken-
It must be so, though it be bewild'ring-
To save his dear beasts from his cruel children!
owls and pussy cats and seven-year -old boys
© Rg Gregory
owls and pussy cats can make up their minds
to sail out to sea and even get married
but they don't have parents or other such binds
whose one job in life is to see that they're harried
symptom
© Rg Gregory
begin at a chapter you have read before
with new words and a new hand turning
the pages where the print vibrates and the white
paper runs in a stream of many colours
grandeur
© Rg Gregory
loneliness is a state
the lonely cannot reachit carries a grandeur
that doesn't fit intobed-sitters or rejected
ideas - it's the label stuckon the bottle after
from imperfect Eden
© Rg Gregory
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and off to scott's (the dockers' restaurant)
burly men packed in round solid tables
but what the helle (drowned in hellespont)
